Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

His voice was shrill: "The three best and most loyal disciples of your sect, including your own son, died like this because of this broken gold formula. How cruel are you!"

Inside the cemetery, there was a deathly silence.

More than half of the Immortal Sect of the Hundred Families were present, whether they were older or younger, they were all keenly aware of this shocking event of the Sky Sect.

The brothers of the master sect fought against the wall, the genius sword cultivator suddenly became murderous for fame and fortune, and the three heroes of the school were instantly killed or injured.

And that stunningly talented Ning Wanfeng, who was known as "the silver edge out of its sheath to startle the birds, and the plain moon to blow through the cold peak", was destroyed by the master and fell into the devil's way. Yuan Zuoyi had a rift with each other, and after stabbing Yuan Zuoyi with a sword in the back, both of them died in the end.

As for how Ning Wanfeng died, it has always been a mystery.Some people say that he was tortured to death after being imprisoned by Yuan Zuoyi, and there are also legends that Yuan Zuoyi took him to be buried with him to vent his anger after being besieged and seriously injured.

But no matter what the truth of this paragraph is, it can't change another fact - the original cause is definitely not what the world knows, Ning Wanfeng has never done any evil deeds against the teacher!

Standing in the distance, Chen Feng finally couldn't bear it and spat hard.

He had fought hard for a long time, and his body was already exhausted, but this breath was still full of anger and contempt: "What kind of Golden Elixir No.1, what yearning for Nascent Soul, it's just an explosion of selfish desires, vicious and despicable thoughts!"

Someone beside him murmured: "For my own selfishness, I want to destroy my apprentice's journey to heaven and immortality. This is really insane and unheard of."

"Is Ning Wanfeng stupid? He listens to such unreasonable coercion? I think he is self-inflicted, and maybe he also covets the magic of breaking the golden formula, so..."

Ning Cheng suddenly shouted: "Nonsense, my senior brother has been gentle and generous all his life, with an open mind. He is protecting Junior Brother Zheng."

Zheng Yuan's corpse was beside him, and he pointed to the rotting bones, "Master, I want to ask you something..."

Tears welled up in his eyes: "Back then, was your favorite candidate at the beginning, Senior Brother Zheng Yuan, or Senior Brother Ning at all?"

Shang Yuan didn't know that he was remembering, but he was still in a trance, and after a while he said calmly: "Wan Feng is amazingly talented, and the fairy road is bright, even if I thought about it, I don't dare to think that he will agree."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, full of sarcasm: "However, it is your credit for this matter."

Ning Cheng listened in a daze, tears finally dripped down: "I've been skeptical, so... Am I right? It was me, and I pushed my brother to the point of no return."

Shang Yuan nodded and said: "Yes. If Wan Feng hadn't talked with you all night and revealed that he had met a demon sect wizard with a demon sword in his hand, you couldn't help but tell Wuji because you were worried, and begged him to persuade you. Little Wan Feng, how would I know about this?"

He said lightly: "Wan Feng is obsessed with cultivation and ignorant of world affairs, so I can't guess who that person is, but as soon as I heard this description, I immediately knew that there was no one else except Mozong Yuan Zuoyi. Hehe, what a like-minded person I fell in love with my confidant, so I came up with this plan for the time being. I pretended to give Zheng Yuan this task, and hinted that he would say goodbye to Wan Feng, betting that he would feel sorry for his younger brother and volunteer."

Ning Cheng was shaking crazily and could no longer speak.

Yuan Qinghang's heart skipped a beat, and he finally vaguely understood Ning Cheng's crazy motives.

That night, Ning Wanfeng confides in his trust in his close junior brother, but it becomes an opportunity for a trap.

If it weren't for Ning Cheng's foolishness to inform, even Shang Yuan would never have come up with such a vicious and clever idea-it is a risk for others to follow, and Shang Yuan never thought of really asking Zheng Yuan to go-only He Yuan Zuoyi Ning Wanfeng, who already has a good friend, will have a great chance of winning.

Ning Cheng was in it, and after many years of thinking about it afterwards, he should have already figured out this section, no wonder he would feel depressed and resentful, and regret for life.

Yuan Qinghang couldn't bear it anymore, and sneered coldly: "Others are so bright and bright, and their friendship is upright, but in your eyes, it is a good opportunity that you can take advantage of. Shameless to this point is also the pinnacle."

Shang Yuan said sharply: "I am his master, I saved his life, and I taught him all his abilities. Even if the bones are returned to the flesh, there is nothing wrong with repaying my kindness."

His expression was cold and arrogant: "Hmph, the ruler wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, the father wants the son to die, the son has to die. The world still understands this truth!"

Yuanqing Hang was extremely angry, lifted his mask with one hand, and yelled: "What kind of shit are you talking about! Faint king and evil father, who is going to listen? Respect the teacher, respect the good teacher, and respect the truth. You kill me like this! Disciple, whoever respects you is blinded by you, thinking that you have a human heart growing under your skin, but they didn't realize that you are a beast."

After all, he is the cognition and thinking of modern people. Such a rebuttal comes out of his mouth, but when he hears it in the ears of the people around him, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Not to mention the human world, places like the Xianmen Demon Sect, which respect martial arts and have a strict sect hierarchy, pay more attention to the majesty of the teacher. Since Ning Wanfeng was ordered by his master to go to the Demon Sect as an undercover agent, then No one would say anything bad about him, but praise him for being righteous.

When Yuan Qinghang showed his true colors, Shang Yuan finally saw his face clearly in his blood-red eyes, and suddenly laughed loudly: "So it's you! The members of the Yuan family are really interesting, all of them are like infatuated species. Zong's people will go through fire and water, and they will do whatever they want."

Yuan Qinghang's face turned red, but he was not willing to lose his momentum. He poked his neck and said loudly: "Yes! The people of our Yuan family are so upright. When we meet someone who likes to admire, even if we die for him, we are willing. I My uncle is like this, and so is my mother."

Ning Duo looked sideways slightly, and glanced at him with a pair of quiet eyes like autumn water.

Yuan Qinghang shivered, only felt the pain on his body was burning hot all over, even his cheeks were extremely red, an impulse surged into his heart, and he plucked up the courage to shout: "I, I am the same!..."

Ning Duo stood quietly, his snow-white robes swaying gently in the gloomy night wind. Although he was as tall and straight as loose, he was motionless, but Yuan Qinghang peeked at him, but still felt that his body shook suspiciously.

Even the Sword of Repentance in his hand twitched slightly, and a ray of golden light uncontrollably radiated out, as if he was as happy as his master.

Amidst the bloody hostility and coldness, his warm eyes drooped, his jade-like face was stained with blood, he didn't look at Yuan Qinghang, but said softly: "The people of the Ning family... are the same. "

These words were abrupt and inexplicable, not like a casual answer, but solemn like a promise.

Yuan Qinghang only felt a "buzzing" sound in his ears, and the low and magnetic sound was transmitted directly from the eardrum to the bottom of his heart, and the pain all over his body seemed to suddenly ease, as if he had been soaked in a melting hot spring.

The people around were slightly taken aback, and Yu Wenhan was even more shocked. He looked at the two flushed children who were secretly looking at each other in surprise, and his heart suddenly became clear, as if something had suddenly pierced the window.

The crowd was dead silent, and suddenly, a voice murmured, this time, it was the real Shang Lang who asked the question.

He hugged his father, looked up at Shang Yuan, his eyes were full of shock and anger: "What does it mean that the father wants the son to die, but the son has to die? Ordinary people in the world also know that the love is deep, so what are you?!"

Yuan Qinghang scolded Shang Yuan severely, and everyone felt relieved, but Shang Lang was his grandson after all, so it seemed much more shocking to scold the elders himself.

Shang Yuan's face was gloomy, and he looked over there: "Presumptuous! Say one more thing, I'll just..."

Shang Lang roared violently: "You have the guts to kill all the merchants! What did my dad do wrong to sacrifice his life?"

His eyes were red, and hatred grew: "Isn't he your own child? Didn't you watch him grow up... When I was young, I only remembered my father carrying me on his back, walking like flying, and remembering the time when the sect's guests gathered... , Dad used to be high-spirited and entertained guests everywhere, how about now?!"

Everyone looked at Shang Wuji, who was as dead ashes on the wheelchair, and felt a chill in their hearts, but they were also full of doubts.

What Shang Yuan did was simply unreasonable.

He wanted to find Ning Wanfeng a crime for murdering the son of the head of the sect, to do something fake, to fabricate some harm, why did he have to be so heartless towards his own son?

Shang Lang cried bitterly: "Since the accident, Daddy has been paralyzed in bed and can't even get off the ground... I searched for doctors and medicines everywhere, but there was nothing I could do. Your methods are really ruthless!"

Shang Wuji's body trembled, his fingers firmly grasped the wheelchair beside him, and he said in a desperate low voice: "Father...you told me back then that the broken gold formula would cause endless harm to the world, lure many people from the immortal sect to fall into the devil's way, and even worse... What's more, in order to show loyalty to the Demon Sect, he did not hesitate to kill his comrades. If we get it, crack it and make it public, then this trouble will be eliminated forever."

"You also said that you want me to take the poison and pretend to be harmed by Junior Brother Wan Feng. When the matter is over, you will immediately detoxify me, but why... it ended up being nothing?" He suddenly beat his numb hands hard. Legs, "Do you have to do a full set of tricks, or do you want to be real enough to ruin my life?"

Shang Yuan stood there for a long time before sighing quietly: "That's not the case. It's just that the only son of the Cang Qiong Sect was injured. If you do it falsely, you will pass through."

His eyes wandered, he looked among the crowd, and he locked on to Mu Jiarong: "It's all your Shennonggu's fault."

Mu Jiarong was vigilant and disgusted at the same time, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Bah, what does it have to do with our Mu family?"

Shang Yuan said indifferently: "It is reasonable to say that breaking the golden formula will cause endless harm. The son of the Mu family was looking for medicine in the secret realm, and accidentally encountered a turbulent current, and the golden core was broken. Unwilling to be disabled, he went to the Mozong Yuan Zuoyi privately. Not many people know about this, do they?"

Everyone was taken aback, and Mu Jiarong exclaimed even more: "I, my uncle have encountered such a thing?"

Shang Yuan sneered: "Of course. After he learned the Po Jin Jue, he didn't want to be loyal to the Demon Sect. He tried to rely on his superb medical skills to break the poison he had swallowed, and continue to do his own righteous way of the Immortal Sect."

"It turned out to be very unfortunate. It didn't work. He was still killed by backlash. It was horrible. The old man of the Mu family lost his beloved son. Of course, he also hated the Mozong for killing his son, and hated such evil things as Pojin Jue."

Yuan Qinghang let out an "oh" and said slowly: "It turns out that the death of his son was not due to his own greed or his breaking of the poisonous oath, but to the seller who clearly marked the price."

Mu Jiarong blushed: "Then, what does the dirty work of your Cangqiong sect have to do with the Mu family?"

Shang Yuan's eyes drifted slightly: "I have always had a personal relationship with the old man of the Mu family. After I came up with this method, I asked him how to make it realistic. He personally prepared a unique Gu poison for me. We made an appointment. When the plan is successful , Broken Gold Jue, after the Xian family join forces to strangle Yuan Zuoyi, he will help Wuji detoxify."

The people who were listening next to him finally came to a complete realization.

Shennonggu also participated in the siege and suppression of the Demon Sect back then, and even kept charging forward, extremely aggressive. It turned out that there was such an unspeakable blood feud behind it.

It's just that I didn't expect that the old man of the Mu family was also beheaded by Yuan Zuoyi in that battle, so naturally he couldn't fulfill the contract to detoxify.

Even Shang Yuan himself was seriously injured in that tragic battle, and he had to immediately hide in a retreat room for years of recuperation.

With his cold heart, how could he care about his son!

Mu Jiarong looked at Shang Lang and Shang Wuji beside him, his expression was bewildered and shocked, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Shang Wuji listened indifferently, with a sad smile on his lips: "Father... can I ask one more question, you declared that Junior Brother Wan Feng harmed me, such a felony is enough to expel him from the sect, but why did you want to kill me?" Killing Junior Brother Zheng? Just because you are afraid of such a crime is not enough?"

The matter has come to this point, Shang Yuan has nothing to hide his scruples, and said coldly: "Of course there is no need to kill him, but he heard that his most respected senior brother wanted to go for him, but he desperately refused."

He looked disgusted, as if he was thinking of the intense scene that night: "He came to me in private, knelt on the ground and kowtowed until his head was covered with blood. He insisted that for the righteousness of the world, for the righteousness of the people, he would do anything Can."

"But if Wan Feng is forced to go, he will tell the truth to the whole world, and he must not let his senior brother bear the stigma of this life and help him suffer."

"I deliberately hinted at him to bid farewell to Wan Feng, and I knew that Wan Feng would never sit idly by. Hehe, instead of forcing Wan Feng to agree, how could it be natural for him to take the initiative to invite Ying? Zheng Yuan is a fool, and his cultivation is far from Wan Feng's." , and have no friendship with Yuan Zuoyi, there is no chance of winning if I go there, but I want to try my best to ruin my big business."

Shang Yuan's face was cold, and there was the same murderous intent in his eyes as before: "I was annoyed when I heard it, and I became murderous."

Yuan Qing Hang and Ning Duo couldn't help but looked at each other.

As soon as they met their eyes, they understood each other's intentions, and their hearts were filled with compassion and anger.

Back then, Zheng Yuan was murdered because he didn't want his senior brother to help him take risks.

Obviously, in order to cover up the fact of the murder, Shang Yuan told Ning Wanfeng and Shang Wuji that Zheng Yuan died of a sudden madness.

Ning Wanfeng was raised by him since she was a child, and almost regarded him as her father, so how could she have thought of Shang Yuan's true face, and such a tragedy behind him? ...

Shang Wuji finally nodded numbly: "Understood. So... what are the three of us brothers and sisters?"

He murmured: "Ning Wanfeng is a hidden weapon with a sharp knife, Junior Brother Zheng has become a ray of wronged soul. And I am just an abandoned son of your father."

He looked around at the immortal sect people with different expressions. On those faces, he saw patches of hatred and a little bit of disgust.

Some people looked at him with a bit of sympathy, while others seemed to gloat over his misfortune.Countless gazes were as cold as knives, and countless whispers seemed to be mocking.

He suddenly roared wildly, full of grief and indignation: "Father, father! If you are really for the sake of the common people in the world, you have obtained the broken gold formula with the intention of cracking it, and benefiting countless fairy gates with broken golden cores. Nothing to say!"

He screamed sadly: "But you are not. You are doing it for yourself, and now you come up with such a wicked and evil thing, which harms the living beings. I have been waiting for you to come out for more than ten years, just waiting for such a joke and such a truth." .”

Blood and tears flowed down his eyes continuously, and his clean and pale face was covered with bloodstains, which was extremely terrifying.

Shang Lang threw himself on the ground and knelt in front of him, unable to control his grief: "Daddy, Daddy!"

Shang Wuji lowered his head and patted his head, and said in a low voice, "Good boy... Daddy has been dragging you down all these years."

Shang Lang burst into tears: "No, as long as Daddy is by my side, I will be happy in whatever I do."

Shang Wuji shook his head, looked at him reluctantly, and said softly: "From now on, you must live a good life by yourself. Daddy has lived for more than ten years, and he has no interest in life anymore. Now go to the two junior brothers underground to plead guilty." go."

Having said that, he reached out and snatched the "Zhiyang" sword from Shang Lang's hand, raised the sword horizontally, and cut his throat neatly.

The blood shot out, splashing on Shang Lang's handsome eyebrows.

With a "plop", the corpse lay on the spot.