Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Following his words, a silver bell-like laughter approached from afar, Shuang Jiang was dressed in a festive crimson red dress, with spiritual jewels and jade hair ornaments densely inserted in his hair, flashing at the door.

"Forgive me, young master. Some of the birthday presents you ordered for Young Master Yuwen were too difficult to find. The servants ran all over the fairs of immortals and demons, and they hurried to find them all."

With a flash of her body, she revealed a flying magic weapon behind her. When the middle door opened, more than a dozen subordinates of the Demon Sect jumped out of it, and moved down a large pile of boxes quickly and orderly.

Shuang Jiang shook out a list of congratulatory gifts in his hand, and said crisply: "I wish young master Yuwen all the best, peace, joy and health. Now I offer you a hundred pearls and ten thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Another charming girl behind her immediately opened a few boxes, and the glittering pearl light and spirit stone fairy spirit shot up into the sky, reflecting the surroundings brightly.

It was Zhu Zhu.

Shuang Jiang kept talking: "There is also a set of armor made of the belly skin of the thousand-year-old Lingxi, a set of Tianshan snow silk inner armor, ten deep-sea water-repelling beads, and a large-scale organ falcon."

Another box next to it opened impressively, and the breath of the secret magic weapon permeated instantly.

There was a slight commotion in the surroundings, and many people were secretly speechless: the abdominal leather armor of the rhinoceros beast is soft and tough, and only this piece of the whole body is the most precious. It is made of armor and worn on the body, and it is paired with the Tianshan snow silk inner armor that is as soft as nothing. , it is an extra layer of life-saving ultimate magic weapon in battle.

In addition, the water-repelling beads can penetrate deep into the bottom of the water, and the large-scale mechanism falcon can fly and soar. Once this uncle makes a move, he can literally send his little nephew to the sea, which is extremely rich.

Frost's voice continued: "There are also thousands of Shuzong blasting talismans, invisibility talismans, spirit storage talismans, communication talismans, and attack talismans. Ten altars of cinnabar are refined and made of rare materials for making talismans. Hundreds of high-quality talisman papers are used. Thousands of blank formation flags. Only."

Li Ji, who just arrived with his father, couldn't bear it anymore. In addition, he made friends with Yuan Qinghang again, and interjected with a smile: "These materials are enough for the disciples of the entire Shuzong sect!"

Yuan Qinghang stood beside him, grinning and said: "Children learn spells from an early age, and it is inevitable that they will be worn out. Prepare more and throw them for him to play with."

Zhu Zhu pursed his lips and slapped his palms, and a row of boxes around him opened up. The sharp-eyed Shuzong disciples looked at them with envy and envy—the grade of these materials was top-quality at first glance, and they were better than their usual talisman making. The ones that don't know are much better.

What is throwing for children to play with! ...

Shuang Jiang said again: "I heard that Shen Nong Gu Mu's family has sent a lot of precious medicines. Our young master said that he is not ready..."

Before the words were finished, an old voice laughed and rang out from outside: "The two young masters of the Mu family are kind-hearted, and the elixir they gave is naturally excellent, but the old man has nothing else to do besides making alchemy. Send a few elixir, and congratulate young master Yuwen on his first birthday."

The members of the Medicine Sect were stunned for a moment, they all recognized the owner of the voice, and there was a sudden commotion.

Yi Baiyi? ...

She usually loves retreating to study medical techniques and pharmacology, and rarely goes out to make friends. The last time she appeared in front of everyone seemed to be at the Medicine Sect Grand Competition three or four years ago, but now she actually appeared at this little baby's birthday banquet!

Yuan Qinghang was surprised and delighted, and rushed forward: "Senior Yi, are you here? Just ask the disciples to go for a while, and I made a special trip to come here. I really feel sorry for the younger generation."

Sure enough, a hale and hearty old man stepped in at the door with a kind look on his face.

Tan Taiyun's heart was extremely shocked, knowing that Yuan Qinghang must come forward in person to invite this hermit doctor who had been acquainted with her in previous years, and hurriedly greeted her.

Yi Baiyi smiled and waved his hands, and the first disciple beside him immediately presented an exquisite wooden box. After opening it, there was also a white jade bottle in the shape of creamy fat, which had a faint fragrance.

Yi Baiyi picked up the jade bottle and handed it to Tantai Yun himself: "Recently, I have prepared all the materials needed for the Jiuzhen Soul Renewing Pill, and refined a few of them. It coincided with the young master's birthday, so I picked three of them of high quality. It's good, I have the right to make a small gift, and I hope Miss Tantai will accept it with a smile."

At this moment, the noise in the banquet suddenly became louder.

All medicine sect medical practitioners, who don't know the preciousness of Jiuzhen Soul Renewing Pill, not only is it difficult to refine, but more importantly, every ingredient required is hard to find. The aristocratic family of medical practitioners worked together to gather the raw materials for the three pills, which were refined through untold hardships.

Even if Yi Baiyi has a lot of medicinal ingredients in his hands, it may not be easy to get together a few ingredients.

These three elixir can save three lives, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can protect the child for the rest of his life.Now, with a big wave of his hand, he gave it to such a little baby from a dilapidated family? ...

Tantai Yun was startled and dazed, and was about to decline, Yuan Qinghang had already accepted it for her with a smile: "Senior Yi, this generous gift is really astonishing, I will accept it for my sister-in-law and nephew first, and I will personally accept it later." Thank you at the door."

Yi Baiyi pretended to be dissatisfied, and glared at him: "I've settled everything, I'm going to hang around in my villa for a while, and I'm going to treat you with wine, but now I'm nowhere to be found, why, do you want me to invite you in person?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and bowed to him: "It's the younger generation, isn't it? After I celebrate my nephew's first birthday and organize a birthday for my grandfather, I will immediately go to your house to ask for advice."

Yi Baiyi's visit was very important, the senior grand masters who had arrived earlier did not dare to neglect, and stepped forward to greet each other one after another. For a while, the already chaotic scene became even more hectic.

After greeting each other, everyone came forward again, said some polite words to Tantai Yun and the one-year-old baby, congratulated and blessed them, and then sat down.

Because of that catastrophe, the Tantai family dissipated all their wealth a year ago, and only barely exchanged for the family's peace.Now that Tantai Minghao is dead, and Mrs. Lin and the eldest son Tantai Chao also died successively, no one will continue to embarrass the remaining orphans. After all, it becomes sparsely populated and devastated.

Tan Taiyun also knew that her family was in decline, so she didn't expect how many distinguished guests would come to her house, but she never expected that so many sects would come together at the last moment, and even all of them were led by the leader of the sect, so the preparation was not enough.

Fortunately, Shang Lang led a group of disciples to help buy tables and chairs, rearrange the seats, and asked the kitchen to add spare drinks. It took a long time to settle everything.

Yuan Qinghang sat at the host's table, watching Tan Taiyun holding the baby in his arms and toasting and thanking each table in turn, smiling without saying a word.

Next to him, Yu Wenhan looked at him several times, hesitating to speak.

Yuan Qinghang glanced at the old man, poured him a glass of wine, sent him respectfully with both hands, leaned over, and whispered: "Grandpa wants to ask anything, just ask."

Yu Wenhan glared at him: "What kind of mystery did you make? How could so many people come to Tantai's grandson's Sunday banquet in person regardless of previous suspicions?"

Yuan Qinghang raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? The little guy is not only the grandson of the Tantai family, but also your great-grandson, Mr. Yuwen. By the way, his uncle is still the young master of the Demon Sect."

He leisurely raised his wine glass, touched the old man, and said with a smile: "Now that the immortals and demons are quiet and do not offend each other, I can be regarded as a kind of favor to many people in the immortal sect. It doesn't count if they sell me some face." Strange."

Yu Wenhan looked at Tantai Yun's figure shuttling through the banquet with a dazed expression.

"If the child is in our Yuwen family, or given to the Mozong to raise him, maybe all the immortal families can look up to Ming'er. Now he is raised in the Tantai family. After all, the family is weak, and I am afraid..." He sighed quietly He took a deep breath and couldn't continue.

Yuan Qinghang raised his head, swallowed the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said lightly: "So I want to come here to support my little nephew."

Ning Duo sat on his left and quietly glanced at him.

Yu Wenhan's eyes were slightly moist, and he patted his shoulder silently, feeling a little more understanding in his heart.

The child's grandfather is the sinful Tantai Minghao, and his biological grandfather is the treacherous and evil Yuwen Qingfeng. Although few people have actually seen the actions of his biological father Yuwenli before his death, it is not difficult to deduce Yuwen's behavior with a little association. I'm afraid it's not glorious to die.

When he was born, he was born with floods and disasters, and his father died early. What would the immortals think of this child?

Even if he and Yuan Qinghang took care of the mother and son in private, they still couldn't stop the chatter, let alone the strange eyes behind them.

Now, taking this opportunity, it is indeed a good way to give this child a grand birthday party.

It's just that this face seems a little too big.

He kept looking at the immortal masters around him, becoming more and more suspicious.

I always feel that these people are restless and a little weird.

After drinking for three rounds, Tan Taiyun also came back with the baby to sit down, Yuan Qinghang teased the little guy for a while with a smile, and then slowly stood up.

The banquet, which was originally noisy, suddenly fell silent.

Many masters turned their heads immediately, their eyes were piercing, as if they were staring at him all the time.

Yuanqing Hang stood there calmly, arched his hands towards the surroundings, and smiled brilliantly: "Thank you all the immortals for your kindness, and came to the birthday banquet of Yuwen and Tantai two juniors, and thank you for your hearty gift, thank you Endless."

He turned his head and looked at the white and tender baby beside him: "I'm pitiful for a child. I lost my father since I was a child. As an uncle, I always worry that he will be bullied in the future. When I think of this, I can't help feeling sad."

Yi Baiyi sat at the table next door, and said with a smile upon hearing the words: "Young master has a distinguished background, the first birthday banquet was star-studded, and all the distinguished guests from the immortal sect came to congratulate him. What a sight it is, you don't have to worry about it, little friend Yuan."

Yuan Qinghang gave him a deep bow: "Thank you for your kind words, old man."

He paused, and then said: "On this good day, I have a very good thing to say, even if it is to add some blessings to my little nephew."

The eyes of all the masters of the immortal sect brightened, and they sat up straight involuntarily.

Here comes the business!

The child of Yuwen's family had already sent out invitations to the birthday party. Most of the sects looked at the face of Yuwen's family and Mozong Yuan Qinghang. Although they didn't want to ask the elders to go in person, most of them gave gifts as a token of appreciation.

Who would have thought that just one day ago, all the sects that had not sent anyone to come suddenly received a flying letter, which bluntly stated that at the birthday banquet of the young master Yuwen, the young master of the Demon Sect had a big secret announced... , and is related to the entanglement of grievances many years ago.

If there is no important person present, then the benefits of the secrets can only be passed by the sect, and they still hope to come here for a favor.

Although I don't know what the secret is, but since the word "Tian Da" is said to be beneficial, who dares to underestimate the words of this young master of the Demon Sect? ...

Sitting next to him, Chen Feng said in a harmonious voice: "Since Young Master Yuan Xiao said it was a good thing, it must be very good for the common people in the world and for all the immortal sects."

Although his eyes were high above his head, he was warlike and ruthless, but Yuan Qinghang personally saved his life from Shang Yuan's hands, and in all public occasions, he treated Yuan Qinghang very politely and respectfully.

Yuan Qinghang smiled at him, then turned to look at the people around him.

Ning Duo stood up slowly and quietly glanced around.

He was originally handsome, with a noble temperament, and his reputation as a young genius spread far and wide. Even though he has become a useless person now, how many people on the field have seen his shocking demeanor when he fought against Shang Yuan, and now it is as cold as autumn water to meet him. With the quiet and beautiful eyes, many people were in a trance.

Speaking of which, Ning Xiaoxian has not appeared in front of people since the last battle in Jinghu Lake, and it has been a full year.

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, unabashedly admiring joy in his eyes, with a smile on his mouth: "Ning Xianjun?"

Ning Duo nodded, and turned his gaze to Chen Feng: "Master Chen, can this junior ask the Master for a favor?"

Chen Feng also secretly felt sorry for him, nodded and said: "Xiao Xianjun Ning is not polite, but it's okay to say."

Ning Duo left the table slowly, and bowed respectfully to him: "This junior has recovered a little recently, and he hasn't fought for a long time, so it's hard to avoid skill."

Suddenly, there was a slight ripple in the originally quiet banquet.

——What is a slight restoration of cultivation?During the battle of Shangyuan, countless people witnessed the destruction of his golden elixir, so how could he restore his cultivation?

Even the "Broken Gold Jue" created by Yuan Zuoyi back then can only save the situation where the golden core is cracked. If the golden core like Ning Duo is so broken that it cannot be broken any more, even if Yuan Zuoyi comes back to life, he will be helpless, right? ?

Turning a deaf ear to the sudden commotion around him, Ning Duo's face was calm and his eyes were bright: "Would Master Chen be willing to do some tricks with this junior?"

Chen Feng shrank his eyes suddenly, stared at him closely, waved his hand for a while, and called a disciple beside him: "Zhaoyuan, practice with Ning Xiaoxianjun for a while, pay attention to it."

That person is currently the highest-cultivated disciple of Lingxiao Palace, and he has already reached the mid-stage Golden Core cultivation. Asking him to make a move is not only respect for Ning Duo, but also a rivalry among peers.

The man hastily drew out his sword and said to Ning Duo: "I also ask Ning Xianjun to give me some advice."

Ning Duo glanced at him indifferently: "I have just recovered my cultivation base, and I am worried that I will hurt my brother if I do not control my spiritual power properly."

That disciple is also a leader among the younger generation, he has never been underestimated like this face to face, he couldn't help but blushed: "Is Ning Xiaoxian telling a joke?..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Duo raised his eyes, and the Yinghui sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and very lightly and quickly, he swung it on the seat beside him.

This sword is light and silent, without any fluctuation of spiritual power, it seems like a child swinging a sword randomly.

The disciple stared blankly at the undamaged chair beside Ning Duo, and asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng beside him shouted sharply: "Back off!"

In the entire arena, only a handful of the highest-level sword masters suddenly changed their colors and stood up at the same time.

The masters of the Medicine Sect and the Shu Sect hardly noticed it. Only those who have been obsessed with swordsmanship all their lives and have a high level of cultivation can rely on their keen spiritual sense to detect the hidden meaning behind this seemingly silent sword. , how amazing and powerful.

Chen Feng stared fixedly at the heavy seat that was still standing still, and his heart was shaking. If he read it correctly, the appearance of the chair was intact because there was no sword really cutting it.

But where did the countless cracks that suddenly appeared deep in the wood grain of the seat come from?

The only explanation can only be that Ning Duo just waved his hand casually, and just relying on the little sword intent emitted by Yinghui Sword, it has already hurt its root!

If it was him, it might not be impossible to do this, but once he strikes a sword, he can shake the ground and cut through the sky, but can it really be the same without people noticing it? ...

For a moment, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The people next to him finally saw that something was wrong, and the dinner gradually became quiet.

Ning Duo pressed the hilt of Yinghui's sword with his starry eyes faintly proud, and once again extended an invitation to Chen Feng: "Master Chen, can you enlighten me?"