Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

……one year later.

In the main house of the Tantai family, there are lights and festoons, and the decoration is exquisite.

Usually the courtyard is decorated in a simple and elegant way, but now it is filled with bright red colors, bright red lanterns are everywhere, and fresh fruit spirit springs are filled with tables and seats in the main hall.

Three or five maids and servants were busy during the banquet, placing fairy grass and spiritual plants around, but there were not enough people after all, so they were a little flustered when they were busy.

A little maid was so busy that her feet didn't touch the floor, her forehead was covered with sweat, she couldn't help whispering to her companions: "I have prepared these things, can they really be used? Isn't it even more ugly when there are few and no one coming?"

Another female cultivator wearing a dark blue dress is a little older, the pattern on the corner of the clothes shows the foundation building, she smiled wryly: "Miss didn't want to do it at first, our Tantai family is notorious in the immortal sect now, no one wants to do it." If you are willing to communicate, how can the young lady not know? But Mr. Yuwen insisted on doing it, and sent these materials, saying that no matter what, the child's first birthday party must not be missing."

The little maid's eyes lit up: "That's right, Mr. Yuwen's reputation is here. If he invites him, there must be some immortals who will give him a face, right? As long as it is not too shabby and deserted!"

The female cultivator in dark blue clothes sighed: "Every family can send a well-known junior disciple to visit, have a banquet, and give some small gifts, that would be thankful. After all, our Tantai family is now..."

Looking at the sparse servants, several people thought of the scene of the prosperous family in the past, and felt like a world away.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, and behind the doorman Yihe and a large group of young white-clothed disciples rushed in bustlingly.

The leader is a young man with bright eyebrows and handsome eyes, tall and straight, standing beside him is an extremely handsome young fairy, with a faintly shining sword in his hand, and his face is as white as porcelain.

The healthy young man in the lead looked at the dark blue female cultivator in the hall: "Sister, please inform Ms. Tantai, and the sky will send everyone to congratulate."

The female cultivator was startled, and her face showed joy: "Mr. Shang... oh no, Master Shang! Ning Xianjun! Your presence, Tantai's house is full of splendor, I will go and report to Miss."

The two young men in front of them are well-known all over the world, and they were originally the best in the young sword sect. Although the school has undergone great changes, their reputation has risen because of it.

One is the current young head of the Cang Qiong Sect, and the other is a genius swordsman who has made outstanding achievements in the great disaster of the Immortal Sect. Now they come to the young master's birthday banquet together in person, which is really a great honor.

Shang Lang looked around, turned his head and grimaced: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come forward to help? Give yourself a wink, and hurry up to help arrange and tidy up!"

A group of young disciples were not afraid of him, and scattered in all directions, laughing and joking: "Yes, the headmaster ordered me to follow everything!"

Those who helped move things, those who helped deliver drinks, and those who ascended to help post wedding couplets and hang lanterns, the deserted courtyard suddenly became lively.

Shang Lang slapped his head: "Sister, it seems that there are not enough people to welcome guests at the noble door. There is only one doorman. I am fine. How about helping you to welcome guests?"

The nun was taken aback: "This...how did this happen?"

Shang Lang didn't take it seriously, and ran out with his two juniors in a big way: "If there are important guests coming, and there is no important host to welcome them, it would be rude. What's wrong!"

Ning Duo bowed lightly to the nun: "Can you take me to see Miss Tantai?"

.........

The female cultivator led him through flowers and willows to the main room at the back, but he knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

There are usually few servants in the door, but now they are busy preparing for the young master's first birthday banquet, and there is no one on duty.

The female cultivator looked around, feeling impatient. Ning Duo looked behind her, her bright eyes fell on a side room, and she asked softly, "Where is it?"

……

In the small mourning hall, Tantai Yun gently lifted a layer of black veil, revealing a lonely memorial tablet underneath.

She lit three sticks of incense in front of the memorial tablet, closed her eyes silently for a moment, and inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner on the altar.

She turned and took a baby from the arms of a lame guard beside her.

The baby's small face was white and tender, with black grape-like eyes, and he was not afraid of people at all. When he got into his mother's arms, he suddenly started giggling.

Tantai Yun stared at him in a daze, with tears in her eyes, and whispered softly: "Today is your first birthday, but it is also the first anniversary of your father's death... Come, pay your respects to your father, and we will go see the guests again." .”

She held the baby in her arms, and bowed gently to the lonely tablet three times. The little person opened his big eyes, staring curiously at the incense burner and fruit cakes in front of him, and stretched out his hand babbling, as if he wanted to grab some indivual.

Tantai Yun gently grabbed his chubby little hand: "Hey, don't move this one."

The lame guard next to them stared blankly at their mother and son, then suddenly lowered his head and wiped his eyes.

Tantai Yun said lightly: "If you want to worship, you can do it yourself."

The lame guard hurriedly knelt down in front of the coffin, kowtowed several times, lit a few sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner before staggering to his feet.

Tantai Yun watched his movements, and sighed lightly: "It's hard for you to be so loyal to him. In this world, few people remember him."

The lame guard choked up slightly: "At the Grand Competition of Shu Zong, half of my leg was bitten off by a livestock fish, and everyone regarded me as a useless person from then on. It was Young Master Li who gave me the life-saving elixir and made it for me with his own hands. Mechanizing a prosthetic leg is what keeps me from ruining my journey to immortality. Even if the world talks about him...but if I also say that he is not, wouldn't it be better than a pig or a dog?"

Tantai Yun was dazed in a daze, and said exhaustedly for a long time: "Yes, he also had a good reputation of generosity and chivalry. It's a pity..."

She paused, not wanting to talk any more.Turning around, she saw a figure in white clothes standing quietly in the corridor, she was startled: "Who?"

A low magnetic voice said softly: "Ning Duo from the Sky Sect is here to congratulate the young master on his birthday."

Tantai Yun was both surprised and happy, and hurriedly hugged the child to welcome him out: "Ning Xianjun?..."

Ning Duo stood outside the door, looked into the small mourning hall, and suddenly asked: "Can you let me go in conveniently, and see my old friend?"

Tantai Yun was silent for a long while, and turned sideways to pass.

Ning Duo stepped into the door, stood in front of the spiritual tablet for a while, raised his hand and lit a few sticks of incense, and also inserted them into the incense burner, but he did not bow down to worship.

With tears in her eyes, Tantai Yun said in a low voice, "Thank you Ning Xianjun for your generosity."

Ning Duo said in a low voice: "When the death lamp goes out, everything is over."

His eyes fell on the baby in Tantai Yun's arms, and his expression was gentle: "The child looks very good... very much like you, Miss Tantai."

It seemed that it was too short, so he hurriedly added another sentence: "Is it called Yu Wenming? It's a nice name."

Tantai Yun smiled, but there was a sparkle in her eyes: "Yes, I hope that when he grows up, he can tell right from wrong, understand right from wrong, and behave frankly."

The little baby seemed to know that the adults were talking about him, and seeing the handsome stranger in front of him, not only was not afraid, but leaned forward, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Duo's chest.

Ning Duo froze and didn't dare to move anymore. After a while, he suddenly remembered something, took off a bracelet from his wrist, and handed it to Tantai Yun.

The brilliance is shining, two cooperate with one, and a pair of orbs are spinning inside.

He bowed lightly: "Miss Tantai, this bracelet is called 'Suppression of Disaster'. It is an ancient spiritual object obtained by Suzerain Yuan Zuo Yiyuan from the Wanren Tomb. Qinghang discussed it with me, and I hope that Miss Tantai will not accept it." Dislike it, Quan will be a first-year gift from the two of us to my nephew."

"Suppressing Disaster" is famous, Tantai Yun was taken aback suddenly: "No, no, this gift is too heavy, I can't bear it tomorrow."

Ning Duo smiled and shook his head: "He is Qinghang's only nephew, not to mention curbing disasters, even if it is a star in the sky, if Minger wants it, Qinghang will find a way to pick it off."

He grabbed the baby's little arm, which was as fat as a tender lotus root, and gently put the bracelet on.

The treasure was born with spirituality, and when it touched the baby's delicate wrist, it automatically shrunk a few times, not too big or too small, and it was stuck between his wrists.

Ning Duo stretched out his hand, and according to Yuan Qinghang's instructions, tapped lightly on the baby's fingertips, forcing a drop of blood into the clasp of the bracelet.

The little baby was in pain, and immediately burst into tears, with tears in his big watery eyes.

But when blood dripped into the bracelet, it immediately emitted a warm and crystal-clear radiance. The little baby felt comfortable all over, and stopped crying again, staring curiously at the sudden extra thing on his wrist.

Ning Duowen said: "I have already recognized the Lord."

Tan Taiyun knew that it was meaningless to refuse again, she was inexplicably grateful in her heart, bowed down and saluted solemnly, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you Ning Xianjun, and also thank uncle for Ming'er."

She looked behind Ning Duo, a little hesitant: "Did Ning Xianjun come alone?"

Ning Duo nodded: "Recently, the Cangqiong Sect has been busy with affairs. I rushed back to help my senior brother deal with it. He also has important matters with Mozong, so we made an appointment to meet here."

Tantai Yun said sincerely: "I heard that the Lingshan of the Cangqiong Sect is full of aura now, and many casual cultivators have sent their talented children to your sect to ask for introduction. The revival of the Cangqiong Sect is just around the corner, congratulations."

Ning Duo looked solemn: "If Miss Tantai hadn't killed her relatives righteously and stopped the natural disaster at the last moment, not to mention the severance of the spiritual veins of the Cangqiong Sect, even the mirror lake in the world would have completely burst. Pai's benefactor."

The two were exchanging greetings, and there was another faint commotion in the direction of the front hall. Tantai Yun knew that there were guests coming again, so she hurried forward side by side with Ning Duo.

Sure enough, a faintly familiar voice came from the front, clear and pleasant: "Give the congratulatory gift to Tantai's family steward, remember to clearly explain the contraindications and usage classification. Those used before the age of three, those used before the age of ten, and those used before the adult. If you need it, don’t get confused.”

When he came closer, it was Mu Jiarong who was dressed in green clothes, and the willow hairpin in his hair was fresh and compelling. Although his face was still a little childish, his tone was much calmer than before.

Seeing Tantaiyun and Ningduo coming out, he quickly stepped forward and saluted Tantaiyun: "Miss Tantai, I'm sorry, a batch of pills have been released in Guzhong recently, and my brother and I want to watch the heat in person. We didn't start until yesterday."

Next to it, a disciple of Shennonggu smiled and said, "The elixir we are waiting for is for Young Master Yuwen, and it is in the middle of a congratulatory gift."

Although Tantaiyun didn't know what Mu Jiarong personally refined, it must have been an extremely valuable elixir for him and Li Qinghong to make it himself. According to Mu Jiarong's intentions, it was even given away for many years. I was very grateful in my heart, and hurried forward to salute and thank you.

Mu Jiarong directed the subordinates to send away a large pile of pills, and then said to Tantai Yun: "My elder brother is here too, and he is talking to Shang Lang at the reception area, and he will come to have a banquet later."

Ning Duo quietly raised his head, glanced at him, but saw that his expression was normal, and he didn't seem to be depressed at all, so he finally felt a little relieved.

After a while, several small sects came from outside one after another, and they were all young juniors.

Seeing that the auspicious time for the evening banquet had come, the disciples and servants of Tantai's family looked at the lively banquet and felt a burst of rejoicing in their hearts.

Although there were only a few families who came to congratulate, at any rate, the two young masters of the Cangqiong Sect and Shennong Valley and the owner of the young valley came in person and presented a lot of congratulatory gifts. It's still a bit shabby, but it's barely justified.

While greeting the young guests to take their seats, Tan Taiyun felt a little anxious.

Yu Wenhan said early on that he would organize a birthday party for his great-grandson, but it still hasn't arrived, and Yuan Qinghang also didn't come in time.

How can the banquet start when the two close relatives are nowhere to be seen? ...

At this moment, suddenly, there was a vague commotion from the far foot of the fairy mountain to which the Tantai family belonged.

In the distance, the twilight merged, and in the dark sky, sword lights swayed and swayed, drawing out a sky full of light, and flying towards this side.

Jian Guang scrambled to land at the welcoming place not far away, only to hear Shang Lang's voice suddenly sounded, with surprise and confusion: "Master Chen? Are you here in person? Hall Master Yuan, you are here too... ...Ah, Head Chang?"

Outside the door, the little doorman from Tantai's family ran in quickly, almost falling on the threshold: "Miss, Mr. Yuwen has brought a lot of people here! Dianzhu Chen of Lingxiao Palace and several senior disciples under his door personally Congratulations. There is also Hall Master Yuan of Baicao Hall, Chang Sect Head of Haiqing Sect... It seems that there are still a large number of people coming from behind!"

Shang Lang's voice was still exchanging pleasantries, and the names he read were like thunder, almost all of them were great masters of the immortal sect with high seniority, and they even had enough outstanding disciples under their sect.

The accountant in charge also stumbled in from the side door, ran to Tantai Yun, and said in a low voice: "Miss, the gift lists sent by each sect are all too expensive, do you see...?"

Tantai Yun stayed where she was, and rushed out after a while——so many immortal masters came to her door, how could she, the hostess, sit here!

Next to it, Mu Jiarong had already led the disciples into the table, and happened to be at the next table with the Cangqiong faction. The young people on both sides were already familiar with each other, but at this moment they were all startled and suspicious, and discussed in a low voice.

"What's going on? I thought this time, our two families are the biggest sects, why are there so many people here!"

Mu Jiarong frowned slightly, and suddenly whispered to the doorman beside him: "Get up, change a table."

A group of disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect next to them were still heartless: "Hey, where are you going?"

Mu Jiarong glanced at them indifferently: "These two tables are the best, and we've taken them up. When Dianzhu Chen and the others come later, should we ask them, the elders, to sit down?"

A group of young disciples suddenly realized: "Oh, Master Mu Shaogu is so powerful now that he can think of this!"

"Hurry up, the elder brother has already said it, you have to wink, don't embarrass the master, let's change tables together."

"What big brother, I can't change it, now I want to be called the head..."

A group of young people hurriedly stood up, quickly changed the table below and took a seat. Just as they sat down, they saw a group of elders and masters with gorgeous clothes and indifferent demeanors filing in.

The leader was Chen Feng, the master of the Lingxiao Palace, followed by all the famous and famous families. For a moment, the small hall was flickering with sword lights, giving it a luxurious atmosphere.

Finally someone felt that something was wrong, and whispered: "What's going on? Is this for the sake of Mr. Yuwen?"

"Ah...or maybe it's because his uncle is the young master of Yuan Xiao? After all, one side is the famous family of Shuzong, and the other side is the power of Demon Sect."

"No, no, after all, he is only the great-grandson of Mr. Yuwen and the nephew of Young Master Yuan Xiao." Someone shook his head and said, "Even if it is a bit of face, there is no reason to invite so many great masters to congratulate in person, but to ask the younger disciples who are highly regarded in the sect to come. Giving a little gift is already the best of humanity."

Just as Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, there was another strange howl at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Faintly, like Ji Banxia's deep whistle.

Countless ghosts crying and crying came from Qiqi, but they didn't have the gloomyness of ghosts and evil things. It was more like ten thousand ghosts surrendering, extremely docile. Ji Banxia didn't make a sound, but his subordinate Zhao Ting'an's clear voice came from afar, bringing Respectfully.

"The Demon Sect came to congratulate you with an exorcism array. Since then, Tantai's family has been protected by the subdued ghosts for hundreds of miles. No evil spirits can come near. I wish the young master good health and safety, and a smooth life."

.........

Tantai Yun raised her head in a daze, looking at the dark night sky, tears streaming down her face.

The man who killed her father was naturally unwilling to step here, but he still kept his promise to his mother to help her take care of this lonely daughter for the rest of her life.

As night fell, the hall was crowded with people, the servants of the Tantai family were stunned, rearranged their seats in a panic and added drinks.

In the chaos, a voice overwhelmed the noise, it was clear and crisp, it seemed to be smiling, but also a little bit disdainful: "I'm sorry, I'm a little late."

A black cloud tattooed figure floated down from the sky, with fluttering clothes, it was falling beside Ning Duo.

His wrists were white and crystal clear, he opened the white jade black gold fan leisurely, shook it gently in front of him, smiled and glanced at Ning Duo, and then looked at the people with different expressions.

"Thank you for your kindness, first of all, on behalf of my little nephew, I would like to thank all the celestial sect masters who came from afar." He said leisurely, "Eat and drink first, and we will talk about it after the banquet."