Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

After a long while, Ning Cheng stood up and said with a smile: "All the elders, watch first, I'll go to deal with Dabi affairs, and I'll be back later."

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Cangqiong School, Houshan Jingyang Hall.

Outside the window, the mountains are far away, the pines and cypresses are quiet, the curtains in the room are drooping, and the incense burner emits a fine mist.

Ning Cheng lifted the blue gauze curtain, sat on the imperial concubine's couch beside the bed, and looked at the patient on the bed.

"Brother, do you want me to help you go to the front and meet the guests of the Shuzong?" He asked in a harmonious voice.

On the bed was a middle-aged man, described as thin, with a sallow complexion, reclining on the cushion.

It was Shang Wuji, the only son of Shang Yuan, the supreme head of the Sky Sect.

Hearing Ning Cheng's question, he raised his head and smiled weakly: "It's still not possible, it's good to have you to entertain."

"There are a few old acquaintances who are very concerned about your body." Ning Cheng looked at the warm thin fox fur on his knees, "How about I invite Master Mu Gu to come in alone, and then I will show you, Senior Brother?"

Shang Wuji looked down at his legs, and sighed: "No need, after so many years, if there is any panacea, it won't be like this. Besides, Senior Yi Baiyi just saw it."

Ning Cheng nodded, took out an account book from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Senior brother, the cost of holding a competition has been quite high recently. Look at the account. There is nothing wrong with it. I will ask the warehouse to withdraw it."

Shang Wuji looked down for a while, his face turned pale: "Is...is the cost too high?"

Ning Cheng sighed: "The Immortal Gate Grand Competition once every 12 years, if you want to cover everything, you will spend money like water everywhere. Our Cangqiong Sect is the biggest sect of Sword Sect after all, so we can't make people laugh at it."

Shang Wuji stared at the account for a long time, and finally forced a smile: "Junior brother has worked hard, hard work."

He stretched out his finger, and with a faint spiritual power from his fingertips, he stamped the seal of divine consciousness on the account book, and handed the account book back to Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng smiled slightly, put it away, and changed the subject: "Lang'er is currently guarding the Shuzong examination school. He is sensible and hardworking. He has done a good job. The elders of all sects appreciate it very much."

Shang Wuji's sickly face finally showed a real smile: "Thanks to your teaching well. Lang'er is a pure-hearted child, and if he cultivates without distractions, he will indeed be fast."

Ning Cheng smiled: "Yes. But... just a little slower than Xiaoduo."

Shang Wuji's face froze and he closed his mouth.

Ning Cheng glanced at his expression, and suddenly sighed: "Speaking of which, I'm not good at preaching and dispelling doubts, so it's inevitable to teach him to be impatient. It would be great if Senior Brother Zheng hadn't been killed by Ning Wanfeng. I remember that he has the most patient temperament. The mentality, couldn't be more suitable."

Shang Wuji closed his mouth without saying a word.

Ning Cheng lowered his eyes lightly.

He gently helped Shang Wuji cover the fox fur on his legs: "Brother, rest well, I will go to the front to entertain guests."

Looking at his receding back, Shang Wuji's hand on the side of the bed suddenly grasped the bedpost, and the grip turned white.

……

Ning Cheng left the Jingyang Hall and walked through the corridor of the Jiuqu Corridor alone.

Walking to his own residence at the back, he entered the room, pressed somewhere beside the bed, and a secret door slid open silently.

Walking in, there is a small dark room inside, fully furnished.

There is a table in front and a bed behind. Behind the bed is a huge box with mottled wood patterns.

Ning Cheng sat by the bed, took out a copper key from the secret foot of the bed, and opened the box.

Inside the box were some kind of account books of different thicknesses and full of handwriting.

He picked up the top one, flipped through to the end, added a few strokes to it, and locked it again.

After sitting quietly for a while, he suddenly took out a sharp dagger from under the pillow.

Rolling up his sleeves, he suddenly slashed fiercely on his forearm!

The bright red blood flowed down quickly, and he trembled slightly in pain, but his face was expressionless.

It wasn't until the blood flowed all over the table that he seemed to have obtained some kind of satisfaction from the pain, picked up the gold-chuang medicine that was always on the case, and sprinkled it on the wound indiscriminately.

The elixir was effective, the bleeding stopped immediately, and even the wound began to heal slowly.

But on his forearm, after all, there were still countless shallow scars.

One after another, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, I don't know how many times he has hurt himself in such pain in this lonely and dark room!

He put down his sleeves, turned around and walked to a birdcage in the corner, and looked at a black magic bird inside.

Gossip falcon.

It comes from Bai Tong Tang, which specializes in inquiring news and wandering between the two worlds of immortals and demons.

"Ask your master to help me find out about the Southern Wilderness Seven Poison Sect." He said word by word, "This time, how many people have come to the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, what kind of personality and appearance are they?"

After thinking for a while, he said again: "What kind of evil deeds and enemies did they have in the past, all these information are needed."

……

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his hand and patted Li Qinghong's face lightly: "Wake up, it's a dream!"

Li Qinghong sat under the tree, his face was flushed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he whispered: "Don't...don't lock me up!"

Yuan Qinghang had no choice but to pinch the others hard: "Okay, okay, it's all fake, it's all over."

Li Qinghong shuddered suddenly, and finally opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly, and it took a long time for his bloodshot eyes to regain clarity.

His eyes fell on Yuan Qinghang's feet, where a small thing was being fixed with a body talisman. It was not big, and its figure was vague. It seemed to be constantly changing its shape. After watching it for a while, it turned out to be a little dizzy.

He suddenly kicked it viciously, and kicked the little thing headfirst into a tree. The little beast let out a pitiful cry, and was kicked into convulsions.

Yuan Qinghang was shocked and rushed over: "What are you doing?"

Li Qinghong's face was full of hostility, and he rushed forward: "Non beast, you dare to lure me into a nightmare, I will kill it!"

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly picked up the little thing, flew to hide, and whispered: "It's not made by it."

The dream-making beast is a strange beast. If it is raised and loved, the breath it exhales can soothe the mind and help sleep, and attract sweet dreams;

But usually being deliberately abused and hurt, the dreams induced are often nightmares.

Of course, it cannot produce nightmares that people have never had before. The dreams that sleepers fall into are often the things people fear most in their hearts, or the painful scars they have experienced.

Li Qinghong was gasping for breath, his pair of pitch-black eyes were still staring at the dream-making beast.

Yuan Qinghang's hair stood on end when he saw it, and hurriedly untied the amulet on the dream-making beast.

The little thing was severely kicked, and he could no longer change his shape, but his figure became more stable, revealing his true colors.

It has a small head, big eyes, a chubby body, and shiny black fur, resembling a large vole.

The little thing seemed to be able to feel Li Qinghong's boundless malice, trembling with fright, he tried to please Yuan Qinghang's arms.

Yuan Qinghang put it on the ground and patted it gently: "Let's go, the contract lock is released for you, go to the woods."

The little thing turned around in a daze on the ground, a little dazed, turned his head, turned around and ran to Yuan Qinghang's feet, raised his big eyes, and blinked pitifully.

Li Qinghong sneered: "The bastard that was brought up at home will be torn to pieces by other things immediately after leaving the captivity and going to the wild."

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while, touched the little thing's head, and pointed to the place where the contract lock was branded on its heart: "Then send you back to the original owner, okay?"

The little thing is obviously very human, and suddenly shivered, and the little claws firmly grasped the corner of Yuan Qinghang's clothes, and did not let go.

Yuan Qinghang sighed distressedly, and he had a vague idea in his heart.

Since it was put here, it must be intentionally abused when raising it, and it is specially raised to create nightmares.

"Okay, then follow me." He held the little guy by the back of the neck, "Has your master ever given you a name?"

The little thing was obediently carried by him, as if very excited, his figure twisted and twisted, turning into a blur.

"How about calling you Duoduo? My family used to have a cat called this." He whispered.

In his previous life, he lived in a private hospital for a long time. There used to be a big black cat in his hometown. The fur on his body was shiny and shiny, which was a bit like this little thing.

He saw Li Qinghong's eyes wide open at a glance, and quickly explained, "It's not Duo! It's Duo!"

Li Qinghong gritted his teeth, disbelief was written all over his face, and he looked at the little things even more unkindly.

The little thing twisted his body, opened his mouth, bared his two rows of small white teeth, and let out a soft cry: "Zhizhi——"

Yuanqing Hang was happy, and put it into the storage bag Yi Baiyi gave him: "Then it's settled."

The storage bag looks pocket-sized, like a large purse with exquisite workmanship, but inside it is neatly divided into several independent spaces.

Yuan Qinghang threw it in one place, and sent some water and spiritual herbs in. The little guy immediately lay down in a corner of the space, and began to eat the spiritual herbs leisurely.

Li Qinghong looked at him tossing and tossing, and couldn't help complaining: "It's like collecting rags, everything is collected. Yesterday's disgusting Gu sculpture will be raised until it gives birth, and this one will be raised until old age?"

Yuan Qinghang grinned: "It's so cute, so I'll keep it as a pet. Or next time you meet that Chang Yuaner girl, ask her if she likes it, and if she likes it, give it to her as a pet."

Li Qinghong's face darkened, and he closed his thin lips.

The two walked forward together, after a while, Li Qinghong suddenly kicked a stone on the side of the road, the rock was not small, but he kicked it into pieces, and the stone fragments flew up.

"Brother Young Master wants to please that woman surnamed Chang so much, just admit it if you like it, why are you coy?"

Yuan Qinghang couldn't help but laugh: "It's fine if you talk nonsense in private, I don't care about you. You can see outsiders, but don't do this, just let the innocent girl get into gossip."

Li Qinghong's voice was louder, with a tinge of resentment: "Look, we only met a few times, and we are so concerned about protecting outsiders. Why don't you treat me like this... people from our Demon Sect are so nice?"

The dense forest around is lush and full of evil and yin qi lingering everywhere, and from time to time there are formations to block the sound, the footsteps of the two of them resounded in the valley, it was very clear, and it set off Li Qinghong's sharp and piercing voice.

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, suddenly feeling a little vaguely guilty and uneasy.

When Li Qinghong was a child, he was still a little bean. Thinking of his fate in the original novel, he had secretly made up his mind to take good care of him and enlighten him, so as not to repeat the unreasonable mistakes.

But people are not as good as heaven, this separation lasted for ten years.

When we met again, this little playmate's personality had already been fixed. Not only was he surly and ruthless, it was no different from what was said in the original book, and even seemed even less reasonable.

He quickly caught up with the slender figure in front of him, and said sincerely, "Brother Hong, that's not the case. Outsiders are outsiders. In my heart, there is absolutely no one who is as important as the people from the Demon Sect."

Li Qinghong turned his head to look at him, his eyes were a little strange: "Brother Young Master... Didn't you lie to me?"

Yuan Qinghang said softly: "The Demon Sect is my home. Uncle Ji, Aunt Hong, and you are of course my closest people. Even Shuang Jiang and Sister Gu Yu are much more important than that Chang girl."

Li Qinghong's rushing steps finally slowed down a bit, his eyes were bright, and he was about to speak, but Yuan Qinghang suddenly "shushed": "Wait a minute."

He turned his ears and listened to the left side of the road for a while: "Did you hear that?"

Li Qinghong nodded: "The sound of water flowing."

Although it sounds small, it is sealed by the Great Mountain Sealing Formation, and there are various conduction obstacles everywhere. Any sound that sounds slight may actually be very loud.

What's more, where there is water, there will be changes in the terrain, and it is easier to make good use of the situation and arrange ingenious concealment formations.

The two looked at each other, restrained their breath, and carefully touched the sound of the water.

After a while, the weak sound of the water became clearer, and after going around a hillside, the sound of the water suddenly became louder.

A mountain stream rushed from the low-lying river bed, as if it had just been expanded by the rainy season, the water flow was not only turbulent, but also powerful.

Looking upstream, the source of the river is hidden in a towering green hill.

Yuan Qinghang rushed to the edge of the water, staring down at the light green water.Clusters of water splashed on the stones on the shore, and a piece of flying beads splashed jade, which looked very ordinary.

Yuan Qinghang suddenly stretched out his hand and inserted it into the water.

The moment he entered the water, his eyes suddenly shrank!

"What's wrong?" Li Qinghong asked anxiously.

Yuan Qinghang took a light breath: "The water temperature is wrong."

In this forest and mountain, the water temperature of the stream flowing alone is slightly hot!

At this moment, a torrent suddenly sprang up in the green stream.In the splash of water, several dark things suddenly jumped out of the water and flew towards the shore!

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already seen those things clearly, they were actually several ferocious fishes, their dorsal fins were like sharp knives, and their teeth were sharp and white.

Yuan Qinghang stood at the edge of the water, at a close distance, the wide open mouths of those fishes, and the sharp rows of teeth came in front of him in an instant, and they all bit at his face together.

Yuan Qinghang spread the fan silently in his hand, blocking the approach of the flying fish. The fish head hit the black silk surface, not only did not damage the fan, but let out a few sharp screams, half of the fish head was dripping with blood, and fell straight into the water one after another. go.

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "Don't leave when you come, just stay!"

A talisman was shot out in the air, hitting the surface of the water before the fish fell into the water.

There was such a brief pause in the originally galloping water surface, and the entire water surface was blocked from flowing.

The stoppage was fleeting, but it was enough.

Those few fish fell on the water, but couldn't get into the water smoothly, as if they had landed on the ice in winter, they jumped a few times.

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his hand, grabbed their slippery bodies one by one, and threw those strange fish to the shore with his backhand.

Li Qinghong looked closely at those fishes: "What the hell, it looks so ugly."

A fish was stuck in the crevice of the rock on the bank, as if it could understand his words, suddenly a carp jumped up, aggressive and wanted to bite him again.

Li Qinghong didn't have any good temper, his complexion sank, he threw two silver needles over, hitting Yiyu's eyes.

The fish was in so much pain that it was jumping desperately on the ground, Yuan Qinghang walked over, squatted down and held it, and took a closer look.

Sure enough, it is a low-level evil thing called livestock fish.They live in the water, but they don't feed on other fish and shrimp, they only like to eat the corpses of people who fell into the water.

Over time, there was resentment on him, but after all, the level was low, and there were no monks to hunt them specifically.

He took a look, and opened the gills of the fish. Sure enough, there was a very small scoring bead underneath.

One by one, he casually pinched the beads under the gills of a few fish, and the jade badge on his waist increased by more than ten points.

At this moment, another school of fish leaped high on the turbulent water, rushing towards them with grinning teeth.

"Tsk tsk. Is it the breath of life on us that attracts them? Why do they keep coming?" While surprised, Li Qinghong threw out a piece of silver needle, shot down a new group of fish, and threw them towards Yuan Qinghang like rain, " then!"

Yuan Qinghang was also polite, stopped the school of fish in a smooth manner, pinched and exploded the scoring beads one by one: "Why don't we weave a net and block it in the water, or just use the blasting talisman... Huh!"

He stopped suddenly, frowning.

No, this animal obviously only likes to eat carrion from dead people in the water, so why did it keep attacking these two big living people?Qianqian

He quickly stopped, and called to Li Qinghong: "Go, go upstream!"

Livestock and fish bully the weak and fear the hard, and often succumb to more powerful and evil things in the water. There is only one reason for them to go against their original intentions and come to bite the living.

——Unless there is something in the upstream water that forces them to pay tribute with the flesh and blood of living people!

……

Flying up along the water, there seems to be no dense formation in the mountains in this area, and the sky also reveals some original colors.

The golden-red sunset hangs among the green hills, the surrounding twilight merges, and the dark red glow is reflected in the mountains. Yuan Qinghang and the others just walked around a small col, and suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Behind the col, a waterfall flew straight down from the high mountain, and fell into a mountain stream below, forming a deep pool. The water color was green, but not clear and transparent, as thick as black jade.

The waves are as flat as a mirror, but when you look down, you seem to be able to see the faint undercurrent in the depths, hiding endless murderous intentions.

Underwater, there are not only things, but also water formations!

At this moment, suddenly, there was a commotion in the bushes on the other side.

The heads of a dozen or so people popped out, obviously they had just arrived, and when they saw Yuan Qinghang and the others, they all showed expressions of astonishment.

Behind the crowd, a young man in white clothes stood tall and tall, pushed aside the grass and trees up to his waist, and looked towards this side: "...Li Xiaoxian?"

It was Yu Wenli.

Yuan Qinghang smiled and waved at him: "Young Master Yuwen, hello."

Yu Wenli glanced at his waist badge calmly, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

His score is already close to 600 points, while Yuan Qinghang is just over [-] points. It seems that if two people fight alone, the prey they can find is still limited, and the total score is also low.

"What a coincidence, Li Xiaoxian Jun is also passing by?" He said in harmony.

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly: "Yes, it's the same as you, Mr. Yuwen."

Yu Wenli's eyes flashed, and his smile was gentle: "We are planning to find a place to rest. Here we are backed by the wind and water, so we can light a fire and cook. If Mr. Li Xiaoxian is in a hurry, just take a step first."

Yuan Qinghang smiled more sincerely than him: "Coincidentally, my junior brother and I also plan to watch the sunset here while eating some dry food to replenish our strength."

The two are more polite than the other, but they are both like a mirror in their hearts: the other party has obviously guessed that there is a big thing with a high score in the water!

They were playing charades, and someone beside them couldn't help it.

A disciple fought for a day, and got a lot of points to be distributed to Yu Wenli. He was hoping to find a big one this time, so he could get more points.

He shouted loudly: "Our Yuwen family has followed the clues to this point, and we are about to fight fiercely. Since little brother Li has no business, please stay out of the way!"

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with a half-smile, and then at Yu Wenli.

Yuwen secretly scolded that fellow for being stupid, but he had no choice but to casually say: "Haha, Li Xiaoxian is tired all day, why not just watch the battle on the sidelines, and then I will share [-]% of the points you get, what do you think?"

Although these words were in a negotiating tone, in the ears of all the disciples of the Yuwen family, it was already a great compliment.

Originally, they arrived at the same time, no effort was needed, and [-]% of the points were awarded for nothing, just because this person is a genius of the Medicine Sect.

But the young man on the opposite side still smiled sincerely: "I'm not tired, and I don't need to rest. Otherwise, my junior brother and I will be responsible for solving this problem, and you will share [-]% of the points."

Yu Wenli put away his smile, and looked at Yuan Qinghang seriously: "I don't pay much attention to rankings, but I don't dare to slack off because of the expectations of my family. I'm afraid I have to fight for this score."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "It's really a coincidence, isn't it? The teacher also has a life. If he doesn't get the first place, he will be beaten to death when he goes back."

Rao Yu Wenli has a good temper, a calm mind, and a little bit of anger: this is just making it clear that he will not back down, and he must fight for it.

"If I suggest that everyone go up together according to their ability, it seems a little unfair to whoever can kill him." He said, waved his hand behind him, and the dozen or so disciples immediately dispersed, vaguely showing an attack formation.

"After all, there are only two of you, aren't you?" He said calmly, his voice was kind but vaguely tough.

Before Yuan Qinghang on the opposite side could answer, Li Qinghong suddenly let out a long laugh.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a black mist rushed towards the bushes around him. In an instant, the lush bushes fell down and were dying.

Looking at the leaves again, they are even more withered, yellow, scorched and mottled, as if they had been burned by a raging fire.

"There are few people?" He smiled sweetly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Wouldn't it be the same if you died?"

Yuan Qinghang coughed: "Brother Hong, it is forbidden to kill other disciples in the competition."

He turned his head to look at Yu Wenli, and said sincerely: "Don't pay attention to his nonsense. He is responsible for poisoning, and I promise to cure you all."

Yu Wenli: "..."

Those disciples were taken aback, looked at the dead trees, and all of them took a few steps back in a hurry.

Why did I forget that the two people opposite were in the top three in the second round of the drug test yesterday.

This stern and beautiful young man is the master who cut off the limbs of the Gu carving, leaving only a section of the torso!