Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The water in front of him was turbulent and icy cold, and Yuan Qinghang followed the current and moved forward rapidly.

Half a circle around the vertical pupil, the line of talisman in his hand is getting shorter and shorter. It should be Ning Duo holding the talisman and waiting in front of him, but Yuan Qinghang's heart is "thumping" and he quietly pasted an invisibility talisman on his body. , Dive silently in the water.

As soon as the talisman line in his hand tightened, Yuan Qinghang's palm suddenly retracted, and his body shot out like an arrow!

In the overwhelming water waves, a pavilion is standing silently in front of you.

——I don’t know when it was uprooted by the waves, but it didn’t fall apart strangely, and sank completely into the bottom of the water. In the turbid turmoil, the water waves in the small pavilion were clear, and there was a faint tranquility inside.

Groups of corpses of aquarium fish and shrimp rolled around the pavilion, further highlighting the strange and inexplicable situation in this small pavilion.

Yuan Qinghang was about to approach quietly, suddenly, the water in front of him parted, and a figure in a brocade robe appeared faintly in the turbidity.

Yu Wenli's face was pale, his right arm was tied in front of his chest, holding a talisman in his hand, and he swung far away.

Yuan Qinghang shrank his eyes suddenly, staring at the talisman that he personally handed over to Ning Duo: "..."

After a long while, he finally said, "Yu Wenli, are you hopelessly hopeless?"

Yu Wenli looked at him quietly, there seemed to be countless complicated emotions in his eyes, and he said calmly after a long while: "Sister Yun is right, a man is a man, can't he make contributions and break out of the world by himself?"

He said word by word: "I don't want everything from Yuwen's family. I also admit how grandfather favors you. From now on, I will earn everything I want."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him coldly: "No one has ever tried to steal your things. Everything you lost was lost by your own ability. Whether it is family affection or Miss Tantai's love."

Yu Wenli's handsome face twisted and twisted in the waves, and he said indifferently: "A person like you who has been loved by thousands of people will never know how hard others have gone to in order to keep something."

He didn't talk any more, and leaned to the side, giving way to the entrance of the pavilion: "Don't you want to go in and have a look? Ning Xiaoxian is waiting for you inside."

Yuan Qinghang looked at the transparent and clear pavilion in front of him, and said slowly: "Shielding array?"

Yu Wenli said: "Young Master Yuan Xiao will never fail to see this."

Yuan Qinghang said word by word: "How do I know if Ning Duo is inside?"

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "Do you have a choice? Whether you have been killed by me or trapped inside, you have to make sure, otherwise how can you be reconciled?"

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "You are right."

He jumped forward and rushed straight towards the empty pavilion entrance.

His body crossed Yu Wenli, he rubbed Yu Wenli's ears, and said softly: "I can forgive you for anything else. But you should know that if something happens to Ning Duo, I will cut you into ten thousand pieces, No less than Tantai Minghao."

... The water wave swayed, and Yuan Qinghang had already stepped into the pavilion.

The inside is vast, and it is hundreds of times larger than what you see from the outside. As far as the eye can see, there is no small lake pavilion at all, but continuous ravines all over the ground, stretching vertically and horizontally, connecting the distance, endless.

In front of a huge deep ditch, Ning Duo's figure in white floated, looking down intently.

Yuan Qinghang yelled and rushed over, Ning Duo suddenly turned his head and met his flying figure.

Ning Duo caught him with one arm, and the two hugged each other tightly, heart to heart, beating violently.

Before he could speak, there was a loud noise behind him, and the water flowed wildly at the entrance, instantly sealing off the place from where it came from.

Yuan Qinghang turned his head to look, and knew that it was too late to stop him, so he hugged the handsome man in front of him, and said in a low voice after a long time: "I thought, thought...how are you?"

Ning Duo hugged his slightly trembling body, and said in a harmonious voice: "I was waiting for you underwater, and suddenly Yu Wenli attacked. I fought against him a few times, but he didn't gain the upper hand, but suddenly I didn't know what to do. As for the technique, I just felt that the ground under my feet moved, and when I opened my eyes again, I was here."

Yuan Qinghang finally let go of him slowly, looked around, and pondered: "Is the process long?"

Ning Duo shook his head: "Extremely short. Although I don't know the time when I came out of the time-space rift of the Wanren Tomb, I always feel that the length is far longer than this time."

Yuan Qinghang pondered for a moment: "Then this place must still be near Jinghu Lake. This vertical and horizontal landform is a bit like connecting thousands of mountains."

Ning Duo looked at the gully in the distance, frowning: "I've never seen this terrain before."

Yuan Qinghang bent down and looked at a deep ditch beside him: "Yuwen Qingfeng wants to belong to this mirror lake. One end of the mirror lake is connected to the tail of Qianzhong Mountain, and the other end is connected to the Wanren Tomb thousands of miles away."

Ning Duo also stretched out the Sword of Repentance, tried it in the bottomless ditch, and a buzzing sounded on the sword, carrying some kind of induction.

He slowly said: "Three legs stand together and restrain each other, so the three places can remain stable after the ancient power ascends."

The tributaries of the Jinghu Lake in the world nourish the surrounding farmland, the Wanren Tomb guards the Lonely Sword Tomb, and the spiritual veins under the Thousand Mountains support the aura of the fairy gate.

Yuan Qinghang stood by the deep ditch, thinking quickly, and suddenly blurted out: "It is impossible to form such a state by itself... So, before the ancient power ascended, he must have found some extremely blessed place and divided it into three parts." !"

He hurriedly paced around the spot, his eyes sparkling: "There should be a terrifying supply of spiritual power under this kind of cave, so that it can last for thousands of years!"

Ning Duo was silent for a while: "So, once Shang Yuan absorbs the spiritual energy of the Thousand Mountains' spiritual veins too much, the Jinghu in the Human World and the Wanren Tomb will be forced to supply spiritual energy here, and a little external force from someone can destroy the original energy. balance."

Therefore, the space-time rift leading to the Ten Thousand Blade Tomb will be opened, so the mirror lake will be flooded and chaos will ensue.

Ning Duo said again: "However, if it breaks the balance and brings disasters, what good will it do for Yuwen Qingfeng?"

Yuan Qinghang quietly stared at the huge deep ditch criss-crossing the rice paddies under his feet. The silver ropes in the book flew out, and the top was wrapped with the Xiezhi brake disc, and fell straight down.

The silver cable fell to the end of its length, and the pointer at the top trembled slightly at the beginning, then fluctuated violently, and at the end, it was already shaking wildly, as if it was about to explode due to some stimulation.

With a lift of his wrist, Yuan Qinghang retracted the silver cord, and said in a deep voice, "It's not evil spirits, it's spiritual power!"

He suppressed the excitement in his heart: "There are spiritual veins at the foot of Qianzhong Mountain, and the spiritual marrow is buried in the deepest part, but there is only a small part of it at most. Yuwen Qingfeng said he wanted to buy the remaining spiritual marrow, but in fact what he wants should be The huge spiritual marrow below this."

The root that connects the entire three places and maintains all the spiritual power supplies has a reserve far exceeding that of the Thousand Mountains, and even provides the huge spiritual power support of the Wanren Tomb! ...

The two looked at each other, and finally understood: the huge spiritual marrow is buried deep in the ground, and there must be an ancient protective formation blessing, how can it be so easy to dig it away without anyone noticing.

Yuwen Qingfeng originally wanted to take it for himself first, and slowly figured it out, but now he was suddenly snatched away by Yuan Qinghang Hengdao, so he had no choice but to launch the plan in advance and put all his eggs in one basket.

Ning Duo looked solemn: "He attracted the Wanren Tomb Waterfall and poured it into Jinghu Lake for the purpose of..."

Yuan Qinghang stared at the vast ravines that criss-crossed all around: "He wants to use the power of heaven and earth and the power of floods to shake out the spiritual essence of the underground and take it as his own."

The reason why Shang Yuan was insane was that, in the final analysis, he still couldn't find enough infinite spiritual power to support his cultivation, so he put his mind on the golden core of the immortal cultivator.

But if you can use the huge spiritual marrow of the Paradise of the Paradise as a resource for cultivation, I am afraid that you can really pile up a Nascent Soul, not to mention that if you can control the entrance of the Land of Soldiers and Souls by the way, you will be able to have a steady stream of wealth ! ...

At this moment, the ground under their feet suddenly moved.

Under the deep ditch, faint streams of pure light flowed faintly, and stones and muck began to collapse around them, falling into the bottom of the valley around them...

On the lake, Ji Banxia looked at the suddenly rising water surface with a gloomy expression.

Just as he was about to order his demon cultivators to protect the formation flag, suddenly, there was a terrifying roar from the bottom of the lake, and countless huge waves rose into the sky like white dragons.

Ji Banxia looked at the terrifying majesty of heaven and earth, and his face finally changed. His voice was deep and piercing, piercing the water in an instant, and piercing down: "Everyone retreat!..."

Following his words, countless giants rolled towards the shore, and the 36 underwater flags trembled in unison, and the Shuzong demon cultivators guarding nearby sprayed blood one by one, and floated away feebly.

The water seal array could no longer hold back the sudden earthquake, and the barrier lake tens of meters high suddenly burst, pouring all the water to the surrounding and the tributaries below.

Ji Banxia didn't retreat but advanced, dived quickly in the huge waves, grabbed two subordinates who were bobbing in the water, and threw them out of the water.

Zhao Ting'an's body shuttled through the waves. He was clearly one-armed, but he was much more flexible than others. Following him, he also picked up an unconscious demon cultivator: "Guardian Ji, the young master is still below!"

Ji Banxia's face was like a zombie, and he said solemnly: "You take everyone to retreat, and I will go down to find someone."

Zhao Tingan's face turned pale with anxiety, but he didn't dare to disobey the order: "...Yes!"

In a blink of an eye, Ji Banxia's figure was gone, Zhao Tingan gritted his teeth, and ruthlessly pasted the remaining few water-avoiding charms on his body, trying his best to find people in the vast waves.

He had just rescued a companion who was knocked unconscious by a huge wave, and seeing another person being swept away along the torrent in the distance, he was so anxious that he roared angrily, and was about to jump off, when suddenly, in the wind and rain, there was a huge black hurricane. The shadow flashed.

On the back of a huge puppet bird, Yu Wenhan flew down in the air with the spirit bird, and a huge spiritual force hit the water surface, instantly blocking the figure of the demon cultivator who was about to float away.

Yu Wenhan's beard was soaked, but he was still majestic. He grabbed the vest of the unconscious demon cultivator and threw it into the air: "Catch it!"

In the cloud, a disciple of Yuwen's family responded loudly: "Yes!"

Jian Guang galloped, someone hugged the demon cultivator, and immediately a little medical practitioner disciple rushed up and stuffed a medicine into his mouth.

The two cooperated seamlessly, protecting the demon cultivator, turned around and flew to a safe high place.

Yu Wenhan stood in the air and shouted: "What are you still doing, take us to save people!"

Zhao Tingan looked at the immortal monks who kept appearing, and suddenly his eyes turned red, and he hurriedly said: "The 36 directions are guarded by our people, and they were backlashed by the formation just now, and many of them should have been injured!"

Yu Wenhan sternly shouted behind him: "Students from various schools of art, there are some who are good at water arrays, find the position of the underwater array flags by yourself, and search for the living people!"

A bright young voice resounded in the air: "Don't worry, old man, we're going!"

Before the words were finished, countless sword lights flashed across the sky. The sword lights were shining like shooting stars, forming a star river in the pouring rain.

Standing on the sword, Chen Feng looked at the farmhouses in Chengze country downstream, and took a deep breath.

"Senior Yuwen, what do you say now?"

Yu Wenhan gritted his teeth: "Old rules, our Shuzong handles the underwater affairs, and the medical practitioners are responsible for saving people. Dianzhu Chen, there are countless disaster victims below, I'm afraid I will have to trouble you to bring the sword cultivator disciple Yujian to save people!"

Chen Feng didn't talk nonsense, and nodded in agreement: "That's it, old man, take care."

Countless sword lights turned in unison, flying towards the vast flood in the distance...

With the "Zhiyang" sword at his feet, Shang Lang was already drenched all over. He carried two victims who had been picked up from the water with both hands, and a half-grown child who was crying under his arm, and flew towards the nearby mountain with all his might.

At the end of the flight, they saw Li Qinghong coming from the other side stepping on the water waves, volleying in the air, grabbing the two people roughly by his hands.

Falling to the top of the mountain, Shang Lang carefully put the victim down, but Li Qinghong threw it away, the two of them were unconscious, but suddenly fell to the ground, screamed in pain, and woke up together.

Shang Lang was in a hurry: "What are you doing? The man was not drowned, but he was thrown to death by you!"

Li Qinghong glared at him coldly: "Did I say that I was saving people? I was just picking up corpses and taking them back to make medicine."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Shang Lang, turned around and ran to where he came from.

Shang Lang was gritting his teeth angrily, when a little doctor next to him poked his head over and said in a low voice, "Young Master Li is so powerful, you can easily detect that the injured person has no fractures. With such a fall, the angle is ingenious, and it can squeeze out the lump in the chest." water."

Shang Lang stared blankly at the pouring rainwater in the distance, and suddenly let out an annoyed cry, and was about to chase after him, when suddenly, there was a huge roar from the upper reaches of Jinghu Lake in the distance.

The waterlines were like wild beasts released from a cage, roaring and galloping downstream!

Shang Lang narrowed his eyes sharply, and suddenly looked at the direction Li Qinghong was leaving - he was heading upstream, the sky was vast, the sky was dark clouds, the water surface was pitch black, and his figure had disappeared.

... Li Qinghong stepped on the water waves alone, his toes could no longer keep up his stride, but more than half of his ankles were submerged in the water, driving the water waves, it was even more difficult.

After being pierced by Ning Cheng's sword in the chest, he was already slowly cultivating himself. Walking on the water like this tonight would consume a lot of spiritual energy.

According to his temper, he should have given up long ago and cared about the life and death of ordinary people, but for some reason, when he thought of Shang Lang's complaining eyes, he could only feel a wave of depression in his heart.

It was raining and windy ahead, and suddenly, there was a rumbling sound. At first, it was just the roar of ordinary water, but in a blink of an eye, it became a terrifying tsunami tide.

Li Qinghong looked at the front in astonishment, and suddenly realized in his heart: The mirror lake broke its embankment, and Yuan Qinghang and Ji Banxia didn't keep it!

He retreated sharply, and was about to use all his strength to retreat, when suddenly, there seemed to be a thin cry of a baby in his ear.

In the wind and rain, it is slightly like an auditory hallucination.

He hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

In the distance, the black roof of a small house is exposed on the water, and only the last point is left. On it, there is clearly a white and fat little baby, crying weakly.

He was just stunned for a moment, and his feet were instantly washed away tens of meters by the flood, which was already extremely far away from the roof and the baby.

He floated with the flood for a long time in a daze, then suddenly raised his head, and ran towards the waves with all his strength.

The flood peak in front of him was not an ordinary flood at all, but it was struck by the force of the waterfall in the Tomb of Thousand Blades.

Li Qinghong's face turned pale, and he went up against the water little by little, muttering in his mouth: "Say I'm not sincere in saving people, yes, I'm not, I just want to get angry. But if you say it, it won't work."

Finally, on the vast water surface, a flash of lightning illuminated the surrounding area, and the small roof was impressively in sight, but the roof that was exposed just now was gone, leaving only a small square inch behind.

Li Qinghong exhausted all his strength, jumped up, grabbed the baby who was no longer crying, checked his pulse with a sullen face, his face suddenly became happy again.

Still angry!

He hugged the baby tightly, turned around and ran towards the top of the distant mountain.After walking for a long time, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and he could no longer keep stepping on the water.

He gritted his teeth, supported the baby with one hand, sank into the water, and tried his best to paddle by relying on the buoyancy of the water.

The roar of the water in the ears covered up all the crises.

In the flood that came from the upper reaches, a huge rock rolled down, and a flying flag happened to be attached to it.

The formation flag is very powerful. It was originally intended to suppress water, but now that the formation has collapsed and attached to the rocks, it seems to have added assistance to it.

The speed of the mountain rock in the water has already surpassed the flood, like a huge fire bomb, roaring and galloping.

Li Qinghong was in the water, and he finally became aware of the danger at this last moment. He suddenly turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened - a terrifying huge black shadow in front of him was rolling towards him with lightning speed.

With the majesty of heaven and earth brought by the Ten Thousand Blade Tombs, and the bonus of the Fengshui Formation Banner, it is almost no less than a full-strength strike of a golden core master!

Li Qinghong's heart felt cold, he watched the boulder smashing towards him, for a moment, he didn't think of anything else, only an inexplicable thought floated in his heart.

The child's parents... have probably been swept away by the flood, leaving the last bit of roof to the child.

Although it was unavoidable to die unexpectedly in the end, it would not be like me, who lived for more than ten years without his parents.