Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The man in black looked as usual, pressed his finger on the puppet snake's thin tail, and pointed it at Yuwenhan's side neck: "Qianzhong Mountain is the territory of the previous Cangqiong sect, and it is well known that there is a spiritual vein under it. Is there anything special about it? But don't know."

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "I don't know either. I just suddenly remembered a little story."

He suddenly mentioned this inexplicable story, and everyone knew that there must be a deep meaning, Li Ji immediately cheered knowingly: "Young Master Yuan Xiao must have a good story!"

Yuan Qinghang smiled at him, and said slowly: "It is said that there used to be a farmer who raised a civet cat at home. It was fat and majestic. Passers-by passed by the farmhouse and asked to pay for it. After some bargaining, the customer raised the price very high. The farmer couldn't help being moved, so he agreed to sell it."

He spoke slowly and seriously, and everyone quieted down and listened carefully.

Yuan Qinghang continued: "The passer-by paid the money, caught the cat and left, and happened to see an old water basin next to the cattery, so he reached for it and said, "The cat is old-fashioned, so give me the water basin that I often use. In case it comes to my house and doesn’t think about eating and drinking. The farmer is shocked, but he firmly refuses.”

He looked around: "Guess what, why?"

The young disciples next to him had never heard of this secular story, and they all shook their heads: "I don't know, why?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and clapped his hands: "The farmer said, relying on this antique water basin, I can sell dozens of cats!..."

The people around were stunned, and their hearts suddenly moved.

Yuan Qinghang said slowly: "Master Hall Master, you said earlier that you bought a thousand mountain spirit veins with a million spirit stones, but when you met a counter-offer, you added a little more, but you asked for a little more."

He put away the smile on his face and stared at the man in black on the opposite side: "This thing, like that water basin, seems to be an addition, but in fact, you, like those passers-by in the farmhouse, want to It was originally it, I don’t know if I guessed it right?”

On the side, Mu Jiarong murmured: "Tiantou... He just said, 120 million, plus the jurisdiction of the nearby human territories."

Everyone was shocked and suddenly understood something.

Both the fairy gate Lingshan and the human world are connected, and they usually have jurisdiction by default. This jurisdiction is of no great benefit. Instead, it is responsible for the safety of the human world. Ask Xianmen to rescue him.

Of course, if there is any rich output, the villagers will take the initiative to offer it, seeking the protection of the immortal gate.

Yuan Qinghang said in a harmonious voice: "Yes, so what is there in the land of mortals for hundreds of miles near Qianzhong Mountain that the hall master has deliberately planned to obtain, but needs to be covered up?..."

The man in black stood still for a moment, then said helplessly, "Young Master Yuan, your speculation is ridiculous."

He sighed softly, and said without hesitation: "Since this is the case, the transaction will be void. The Sky Sect will find a way to raise money and goods for compensation by itself, and Bai Tong Tang will not intervene any longer."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many suzerains changed.

Yuan Qinghang's speculation seems reasonable, but it is also unreasonable—the Sky Sect has been here for many years. Is there something they don't know, but they are heard by outsiders like Bai Tong Tang, and then they covet it?

Now that Bai Tong Tang is about to retire, how can the remaining young disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect get compensation?

Yuan Qinghang looked at the different faces around him, and suddenly shouted: "Aunt Hong!"

Li Hongling stood not far away, and responded coldly: "What?"

Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "Does our Mozong have enough money? I want to use a little."

He never asked about these specific financial matters, and usually he didn't have the awareness of a young master of the Demon Sect to command and order. Li Hongling was taken aback when he suddenly spoke like this.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "It's another story, but if you want to use money, little master, the Mozong will not be able to afford it."

Yuan Qinghang smiled, looked contemptuously, showing arrogance: "Okay. Then I will take a gamble today!"

He stared at the man in black: "The Demon Sect is willing to offer 200 million high-grade spirit stones to buy all the rights and interests in the contract. After the Sky Sect gets the money, it can immediately supply the immortal sects of the various families."

There was an exclamation in the field, the people of Xianzong were stunned, Shang Lang's eyes widened, and Ning Duo was also startled.

He hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "The Mozong's wealth is also accumulated through hard work, you...don't need to do that."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with a smile, and also whispered: "You believe me."

There was constant uproar in the arena, and most of the immortal sects were overwhelmed with surprises. With Mozong's generous move, the immortal sects of all families will gain more, who is not happy?

Yuan Qinghang looked at the man in black with a smile: "My lord, I have made a bet, will you follow?"

The expression of the man in black finally changed slightly.

His eyes flickered, looking at Yuan Qinghang, there was nothing he could do for a while.

If he bids again at this moment, it will be tantamount to exposing that there is indeed something worth fighting for in this contract, which will arouse everyone's vigilance.

His thoughts changed sharply, and he immediately made a decisive decision, and said with a smile, "With such a high price, there is no profit for a long time. Congratulations to the Mozong for buying it, and our Bai Tong Tang will naturally withdraw."

He stepped back slowly, forcing Yu Wenhan to take a step back: "Since the matter is over, I will borrow the old man to escort me for a ride. After I leave, I will let him come back immediately."

Yu Wenli stood beside him, and said bitterly: "How do we know that you will keep your promise?"

The man in black glanced at him, and there was that strange pity in his eyes again, and he sneered: "If I want to kill someone, why do I have to stand in front of everyone?"

He stepped back abruptly, moved a few steps, and when he reappeared, he had moved to the gate of the hall with Yu Wenhan, and said in a harmonious voice to Yuan Qinghang: "Tell you people guarding outside to get out of the way. "

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, and suddenly said: "Indeed, you will not kill Senior Yuwen."

Yu Wenhan froze for a moment, raised his head, and looked at him suspiciously.

The figure of the man in black suddenly paused, and became slightly stiff for a moment.

Yuan Qinghang stared at him closely, with strange eyes: "The master of the hall has such a deep relationship with the Yuwen family, and he is full of love and concern for Mr. Yuwen, how could he really have murderous intentions for the elders of the clan?"

...As soon as these words came out, Yu Wenli's expression changed, but Yu Wenhan was stunned.

There was a stern light in the eyes of the man in black, and there seemed to be cracks in the calm expression under the mask of the lame guard.

After standing still for a while, he regained his composure, and said lightly, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Before Yuan Qinghang could speak again, he suddenly raised his palm, pointed fingers, and grabbed Yu Wenhan: "Let's go!"

Yuan Qinghang yelled suddenly: "Wait!"

He spoke at a sudden speed, and asked each sentence: "In the mist formation, members of Yuwen's family were unharmed; during the battle in the cemetery, Yuwenli prepared the qi machine symbol in advance with your instruction; my lord, your Bai Tongtang's response to Yuwen The people at home are really nice!"

The man in black didn't say a word, and the black mist rose up in front of him, and he and Yu Wenhan were about to disappear.

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly.

Yu Wenhan yelled loudly, ignoring the pressure of the puppet snake on his neck, turned his head and raised his hand, and violently attacked the man in black's left rib.

The man in black was startled, he didn't actually drive the poisonous snake to attack, but quickly raised his left hand and drew a stroke in the air.

This stroke was swift and strange, and a thin wall of spiritual power immediately stood up, blocking Yu Wenhan's blow.

His right arm was injured by Ning Duo, but at this moment, his left hand seemed to be faster than his right!

Yu Wenhan was hit by this spiritual power, staggered a step, and fell backwards, and the two figures behind him arrived almost at the same time.

Yuan Qinghang, Yuwenli!

Yuwen got a little closer and took the lead to support his grandfather.Yuan Qinghang saw it at a glance, and he was inconvenient to fight for it. He bent down and pressed his palm on the ground.

A large area around the man in black suddenly rippled like waves.

His figure was trapped in it, and he couldn't use the teleportation technique immediately. Under this short obstacle, a brilliant brilliance finally came forward.

On Ning Duo's Repenting Sword, several spiritual talismans exploded continuously, and the stored spiritual power poured into the blade, and with overwhelming golden sword power, he slashed at the man in black!

The body of the man in black was trapped by Yuan Qinghang's technique, and Ning Duo's sword was thunderous again. His body flickered wildly, but his teleportation was much slower than usual. A sword pierced his left shoulder.

Blood sprayed, the man in black's face was icy cold, his injured left arm suddenly lifted, dipped in his own blood, and circled rapidly in the air.

The blood energy exploded, and the blurred blood mist reappeared around. Everyone remembered that the blood mist was very poisonous just now, and they all scattered and dodged.

Seeing that the figure of the man in black was about to disappear, but suddenly, Yu Wenhan pushed Yu Wenli away, and rushed towards him like lightning. When he pressed his palm, a stream of blood was spilled out. a little.

The blood mist suddenly thickened, and the bloody smell was pungent, as if someone had given him a huge boost!

Following this change, Yu Wenhan's body suddenly froze, as if he saw the most incredible thing.

Yuan Qinghang was near him, and he was shocked at a glance.

——Yu Wenhan's face looked like he saw a ghost in the dark night, or he was stabbed in the heart by something.

He stared blankly at the center of the blurred blood mist, his voice was hoarse and trembling abnormally: "Qingfeng...is that you?"

Just two words, but like a few drops of cold water dripping from a pan of oil, everyone who heard a little bit about the past of Yuwen's family was stunned on the spot, and everyone suspected that they had heard something wrong.

... The Yuwen family had two sons in the early years, the eldest son Yuwen Muyun was of noble character, and the second son Yuwen Qingfeng rebelled at will, but unfortunately they both died at the same time, and they are no longer in this world.

Was it the word Qingfeng that old man Yuwen yelled out just now?

Yuan Qinghang turned his head in a daze, and looked at Yu Wenhan, while Yu Wenli, who was next to him, suddenly lost all color on his face.

The blood mist flowed densely, and the people inside were motionless, only a string of blood slowly dripping on the ground.

Yu Wenhan swayed, staring at the black shadow in the center of the blood mist: "I am not a filial son, Qingfeng, who is good at teleportation and fine arts, and his left hand is more dexterous than his right hand. You... who are you?"

The hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, only Yu Wenhan's mournful and stern voice remained: "This blood mist array is guided by the blood of the caster, and it will increase in power when it is blessed with the blood essence of people of the same blood... Blood poured in, why does it change?!"

The blood mist suddenly flowed violently, as if the caster's mood was unstable and difficult to control.

Yu Wenhan laughed miserably, walked forward slowly, and stood in front of the blood mist: "When Gui Ping died, he was still calling Young Master. I always thought he saw Li'er before he died, and even suspected that he killed Gui Ping. So... is it actually you?"

Only his old voice echoed in the hall, and no one dared to interrupt, but the huge blood mist did not disperse, and the people inside did not try to escape, but they never showed up.

Or, there is no way to show up.

Finally, in the dead silence, Yu Wenli spoke in a low voice, his voice was already hoarse: "Who are you?"

He suddenly drew his sword and stabbed frantically towards the center of the blood mist: "Come out! What kind of ghost is it? Why are you pretending to be my father!..."

The blood mist finally dissipated, and the figure of the man in black swayed, flashed a few feet, and stood far away from the side of the main hall, only a few steps away from the gate of the hall.

But after all, he didn't move any more, stood quietly for a while, finally raised his hand, and peeled off a layer of skin on his face.

The lame guard's face was removed, and there was still an ordinary and mediocre face underneath.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, he slowly stretched out his hand again, and then opened the following one,

The face is handsome, the phoenix eyes are long and slanted, and there is a hint of evil. He looks like he is 34 years old, but there is a little bit of dust in his eyes.

Yu Wenhan's body swayed suddenly, almost unable to stand still, and some elders of the immortal sect beside him even exclaimed suddenly.

Back then, the two young masters of Yuwen's family were from the same school, and the second young master was good at dancing and sociable, and many people in the immortal sect had contacts with him.

Although this face has disappeared from the world for many years, everyone who remembers him can still recognize him at a glance.

——Yuwen Qingfeng, the second son of the Yuwen family who claimed to have died unexpectedly.

Even people who have never met him, looking at the face and eyes that are [-]% similar to Yu Wenli, what else can't guess?

Yuwen Qingfeng lifted his robe, knelt down to Yuwenhan, and said in a calm voice, "...Father, I haven't seen you for many years."

Yu Wenhan stared at him blankly, tears slowly falling from his eyes: "...why?"

Didn't know what he was asking.

Are you asking why this son has been hiding his name for so many years and did not return home, or why he became the head of Bai Tong Hall, or why he killed his brother.

Yuwen Qingfeng stood up, thought for a while, and said: "My son is unfilial, he accidentally harmed his eldest brother, and his heart is full of regrets. He has no face to see his father again, so he can only abandon everything and be a human again."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him coldly from the side, and suddenly interjected: "Maybe it is because I am afraid that my uncle will chase you to the ends of the earth if he knows you are not dead."

Yuwen Qingfeng shifted his eyes to him, and said sadly: "I went into a madness that day, and saw all the enemies in front of me who wanted to kill me, so I could only fight with all my strength. When I woke up, I realized that a big mistake had happened, and it was too late. I was sad again , I was afraid again, so I found a corpse with a figure similar to mine, disfigured it, and put it on the scene, so that your uncle thought it was me."

Yuan Qinghang said lightly: "The owner of this corpse died very unjustly."

Everyone in the immortal sects of Zhujia next to them felt a chill in their hearts.

Back then, the two sons of the Yuwen family died almost at the same time, but they never talked about the cause of death to the outside world. Unexpectedly, when it was revealed many years later, it would be so cruel and horrifying.

One of the sons killed his elder brother. Out of fear, he had to go into exile and remain anonymous all his life, never daring to see his father's family members again.

Countless prying eyes glanced at Yuwenli, looking at his distraught face, they were all full of pity - it seems that this Yuwen Qingfeng has been reluctant to see even his own son for many years in order to completely hide his whereabouts!