Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

He picked up the small teacup, leaned on the back of the chair, and sighed: "Brother Hong is also pitiful, you have seen his mother treat him so harshly."

After thinking for a while, he looked at Ning Duo cautiously: "If he offends him in the future, as long as the crime is not really serious, can you bear it?"

Alas, there is no need to develop according to the original novel, with Li Qinghong's temperament, sooner or later he will cause a heinous disaster.

Yining Duo's behavior of being so jealous and vengeful is afraid that one day in the future, he will really kill him with a single sword.

Ning Duo looked at him: "Is this going to intercede for him in advance?"

Yuan Qinghang was lost in thought, and smiled helplessly for a while: "That's right, forget it. I can't protect myself."

Rather than begging him to let Li Qinghong off in the future, it would be better to beg his subordinates to let him off in the future.

He shouldn't have come tonight at all. It doesn't matter if they sent a corpse or someone was killed, it doesn't matter to him.

Inexplicably involved in it, I'm afraid it's the reason why there will be no bones left in the future.

Ning Duo's face turned slightly pale, and he stared at him closely: "What do you mean you can't protect yourself?"

Yuan Qinghang slowly shared a cup of tea for himself, and asked: "If one day, I also committed some unforgivable mistakes, and you and I meet with swords, will you show mercy?"

Ning Duo said in a deep voice, "There won't be that day."

"There is no definite number of things in the world, don't be so absolute." Yuan Qinghang disagreed.

Ning Duo's voice was slightly uneasy: "Why do you have to say that?"

Yuan Qinghang asked back: "I am the young master of the Demon Sect. Since you have recognized it, have you never suspected that I have bad intentions here?"

Ning Duo looked at him quietly: "Then why did you come here?"

Yuan Qinghang raised his eyebrows: "The rewards of the Medicine Sect and Shushu Sect are generous, can't I be greedy?"

Ning Duo frowned: "No, you are here for the places in the Thousand Blade Tomb."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "Look, since you guessed it, why bother to ask?"

Ning Duo was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "There are a total of a hundred people entering the Ten Thousand Blades Tomb, and Jianzong alone accounts for half. You and Li Qinghong are only two people. Besieged on all sides."

Yuan Qinghang sneered: "Then do you know that the soldier souls in the Wanren Tomb have thousands of origins. Who made the rules? If we people from the Demon Sect want to enter, we have to be sneaky and hide our heads and tails." ?”

After the ancient power ascended to the heavens, he set up a large formation for his own weapon, which was originally just a single solitary tomb of weapons.

But over time, after countless battles and battles between immortals and demons, a large number of monks bled and died unfortunately.

After the death of a high-ranking monk, the soul of the weapon used during his lifetime lost contact with his master. As long as his body was not smashed to pieces, there would often be some self-awareness remaining.

Alone and helpless for a long time, when summoned by the same kind, they will automatically run away.

Some of these powerful soldier souls are lonely and arrogant, and never want to recognize a new master; but some are born to like to see blood and love to kill, and they are willing to recognize their master again when they meet someone who is destined.

Every time people entered Ten Thousand Blades Tomb, there were always people who returned empty-handed, but there were always people who got what they wanted and found powerful and powerful weapons.

In any case, it is almost the dream of every immortal cultivator to go to Wanren Tomb.

Ning Duo looked at him: "I didn't mean that."

Yuan Qinghang was unhappy, feeling blocked by something.

Sure enough, even if it is a trivial matter, it is easy to feel that it is useless to talk about it, and the position is different.

He suddenly picked up the teacup and drank the rest of the cold tea in one gulp: "Thank you for the good tea, let's leave it alone."

Ning Duo stood up silently and sent him outside the door.

"Can you promise me..." he said in a low voice, "you will never make any mistakes that are unacceptable in the future?"

Yuan Qinghang looked at him quietly: "If I really committed a crime, you don't have to be embarrassed. One day, swords and soldiers will fight for their lives, and I won't blame you."

Ning Duo's usually cold and serious face finally showed a trace of anxiety: "Is there something that you must do even though you know it's wrong?"

Yuan Qinghang tilted his head, thought for a while, and said sincerely for a while: "Maybe I can't help it."

Ning Duo looked at him, his eyes dark and uncertain, and was about to say more, suddenly, a person walked towards him on the pebble road leading to the path outside the door.

Walking in a hurry, he didn't raise his head suddenly until he approached the courtyard gate.

She was dressed in black, with dark circles under her eyes, but her brows were still handsome and her figure was vigorous.

It was Shang Lang.

He was caught off guard and saw two people at the gate of the courtyard, and he was extremely shocked: "Junior brother?"

Ning Duo was also slightly taken aback: "Brother, are you not in the room?"

Shang Lang opened his mouth, and his expression was a little strange: "Ah...the big competition is coming soon, I want to practice more swords. So I got up early in the morning and went to the valley to practice for a while."

Ning Duo nodded: "Brother, you've worked hard. I'm about to send this friend out."

Shang Lang's eyes turned to Yuan Qinghang Mingyan's handsome face, and he was also shocked, but obviously he didn't recognize him at all as Li Qing, he hesitated: "This is this?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Ning Duo glanced at Yuan Qinghang: "He is a new friend of mine."

Shang Lang nodded, seemingly absent-minded: "Then you guys talk, I'm a little tired from practicing swords, and I'll come out for breakfast later."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, and when he passed by the two of them, he stopped him suddenly with a smile: "Mr. Shang, there is something in your hair."

Shang Lang paused: "What?"

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his hand, and slowly picked something from the side of his hair: "Practicing swords in the mountains, sticking grass leaves."

Shang Lang's sunny face was perfunctory: "Oh, thank you, young master."

Suddenly, when he raised his head, he finally recognized the voice, and pointed at Yuan Qinghang in astonishment: "You, you are..."

Yuan Qinghang smiled brightly: "Oh, finally recognized it?"

Shang Lang stared at him blankly: "Why is your face covered like this?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled but didn't answer, Shang Lang was stunned for a while, then waved his hand again: "Well, everyone has their own unspeakable secrets, I don't ask you, and you don't have to answer."

Watching his back hastily walk into the East Wing, Ning Duo frowned slightly.

"Brother is a little strange today." He whispered.

"Oh, how strange?"

Ning Duo's eyes were puzzled: "He likes to make friends the most. When he saw you coming, he changed his appearance again. He didn't even pester you to ask questions."

Yuan Qinghang turned to Ning Duo with a strange gaze, and put a small object in his hand without saying a word.

Ning Duo looked down suspiciously, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

It is a fresh white Sophora japonica flower!

"In the mountains, there is not only one locust tree." Yuan Qinghang said softly, "But he must have lied when he said he was going to practice swords."

Ning Duo said: "How do you see it?"

Yuan Qinghang said lightly: "We came back for about half an hour. If he got up and went out in the morning before then, it would be the time when the frost was heavy, and there would be no frost in his hair."

He sighed: "I took a look when I picked up the Sophora japonica flower just now, and there is no dew on his hair, but some dust."

Ning Duo said in a shy voice: "When practicing swords, it is common for dust to fly."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "Yes, it is not unusual to have dust."

Practicing swords can raise dust, and of course digging graves can also raise dust.

Ning Duo lowered his head in thought, and shook his head slowly for a while: "Brother, he will never kill someone."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "You trust him so much?"

Ning Duo's eyes were clear and his expression was solemn: "Yes."

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "If you believe him, I will believe you. And I did not say that he killed people."

After thinking for a while, he added: "In addition, the person who arranged the arrangement in Zheng Tao's tomb last night should not be the same person as the murderer who killed the disciple guarding the outer gate of the cemetery."

The person who planted the explosives and confused the bones probably wanted to prevent people from investigating, and even more wanted to conceal the fact that Zheng Tao had become a shocking corpse.

However, the person who planted locust tree next to Zheng Tao's tomb and killed the cemetery's disciples in the early years wanted to give birth to the corpse change!

……

In the early morning, morning dew is faintly condensed on the laurel trees outside the courtyard.

With a long sword in his hand, Ning Cheng stepped into the Jing Yang Hall.

He looked at Shang Wuji in the wheelchair under the tree, and walked over slowly: "Senior brother, why did you get up so early? You are not in good health, be careful of catching a cold in the morning."

Shang Wuji turned his head abruptly, his eyes fell on the long sword in his hand, and he froze suddenly.

On it, there was a little bit of dark red blood!

Ning Cheng followed his gaze to look at his own sword, and said gently: "I just passed by the side of the mountain and saw a ferocious beast. I didn't want to disturb the guests, so I killed it casually."

Shang Wuji's tense body relaxed slightly: "Junior Brother Ning is here, what's the matter?"

Ning Cheng stood still in front of him, his thin body bent slightly, with a subtle sense of oppression: "Master has retreated for many years, and I don't know how he recovered from the serious injury that year."

Shang Wuji clenched his fists: "It's just a small injury, how can it take so many years, my father is breaking through. Now that the aura is withered, few people break through the golden elixir Dzogchen, and my father will definitely hit the Nascent Soul for hundreds of years. Environment No.1!"

Ning Cheng heaved a long sigh: "Yes, these years, I have been looking forward to it day and night, and I only hope that Master will leave the customs as soon as possible."

As he spoke, a joyful smile appeared on his face: "By the way, I have specially prepared a generous gift, and I will present it to Master when he leaves the customs, so as to show his filial piety."

Shang Wuji was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Junior brother, that shocking corpse...how is the investigation?"

Ning Cheng said: "Why, brother is very concerned about this matter?"

Shang Wuji smiled a little forcedly: "After all, it happened in the boundary of the Cangqiong Sect, and so many juniors of the Xianmen sect died. We cannot absolve ourselves of the blame."

Ning Cheng pondered for a while: "There is something that I didn't want to say at first, so as not to worry you, senior brother. But since senior brother asked, I just said it bluntly—Duo'er was suspicious last night, so I went to the cemetery."

Shang Wuji raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot: "And then?"

"Brother Zheng's cemetery was inexplicably placed with explosives, and his bones were blown up." Ning Cheng gritted his teeth, "Fortunately, Duo'er was clever, and he was not injured. He came to report to me just now, and I was angry that he acted without authorization. , and punished him to face the wall on the edge of Mingcrime Cliff and contemplate his mistakes."

Shang Wuji suffocated: "Ming Sin Cliff is open to the public, so why bother? People come and go, won't it attract everyone's chatter?"

Ning Cheng's expression was slightly cold: "Such a big incident happened, can we still hide it? It's good if all the immortals know about it, maybe it will lead to some clues."

Shang Wuji said dejectedly: "...But after all, it's not good for our sect's reputation."

Ning Cheng straightened up slowly, looking at Shang Wuji, with complex and strange emotions in his cold eyes.

"That's right. In the past, our Cangqiong Sect was prosperous, and our brothers and sisters respected each other. Among all the immortal sects, when it comes to the Cangqiong Sect, who would not praise the sect for its integrity and unparalleled chivalry?"

His voice was very soft: "I still remember that at that time, senior brother Ning Wanfeng had the most reputation. When he went out for a trip, he always returned it with full praise. The same is true for you and senior brother Zheng. When you return, you are also full of success. "

Shang Wuji's sallow face also showed a touch of pain, and his voice became hoarse: "There is no need to say any more."

Ning Cheng couldn't hold back, and his face showed fascination: "I was picked up by Brother Ning on the side of the road when he was traveling."

"At that time, I was just an orphan with no father or mother. I was so hungry that I was about to die of illness. He took pity on my life and found out that my bones were very good, so he took me back to the Cangqiong Sect and told me Master, name me Ning Cheng."

Shang Wuji said softly: "He is always like this. When his life was saved, he thought of the same thing to save others."

"Yeah, I was still young at that time, and I just felt that suddenly, I came from the muddy land to the fairyland on earth. Brother Ning was so kind and handsome. When he smiled and stretched out his hand to me, I seemed to be dazedly seeing the most beautiful thing in the sky. Pretty fairy..."

He said softly: "Master has many disciples, and I don't have time to teach them one by one. On weekdays, Brother Ning is responsible for instructing me in kung fu. He really treats me like a father and a brother."

"At that time, my cultivation level was low, and my biggest dream was that when I grow up, one day I will be able to travel in the world with the brothers, learn from Brother Ning to slay demons and demons, and fight for justice. But who would have thought that everything It suddenly became a bubble?"

Shang Wuji's hands on the disabled legs spasmed slightly.

Ning Cheng's voice became faster and faster: "Senior Brother, you are disabled now, and Master is closed. Senior Brother Zheng even buried his bones in the ground, and he will not be able to survive more than ten years later. Although Senior Brother Ning is also dead, it is all because of him. !"

A trace of unbearable pain suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "Sometimes, when I think of these things, I hate him very much."

"Brother, tell me, why did he do this? Why does he want to abandon us brothers who have been with us day and night, why does he want to join forces with the people of the Demon Sect, why can't he come back, and act as if nothing happened!"

……

A month later.

Hundreds of miles away from Qianzhong Mountain where the Cangqiong Sect is located, at the foot of a small mountain.

The grass is green and the mountain flowers are swaying.

The wooden house is located on the side of the hillside, covered with a large piece of neat bark, looking carefully, there is a transparent waterproof array on the top.

"Ah, ah, you can do it, hold on, use your strength!" Outside the small house, Yuan Qinghang shouted hard through the straw curtain.

"Shut up!" Li Hongling reprimanded from the door, "What's the ghost calling, it's annoying."

Yuan Qinghang whispered flatteringly: "Then shall I boil some hot water?"

Li Hongling said angrily: "It's not a woman giving birth, how can it be so expensive?"

In the small thatched hut, there were suddenly several painful screams, and a bloody smell permeated the air.

Yuan Qinghang walked anxiously outside the door, and then shouted inside: "Come on!"

In the distance, Li Qinghong was carrying a bucket of water, his face was ugly as if he had been slapped several times, he walked up to him and put the bucket heavily on the ground.

Seeing Yuan Qinghang rubbing his hands anxiously, he was expressionless: "Brother Young Master, I didn't know, I thought you were the child's father."

Yuan Qinghang stretched out his foot, making a gesture to kick him: "Go away! Anyway, I saved it and kept it alive for a month. What if there is one dead body and two lives?"

The whites of Li Qinghong's eyes were about to roll up to the sky: "What's going to happen, how many nourishing things have you fed it? It's serious to worry about giving birth to a freak."

This female Gu Diao is eating Shiquan Dabu pills every day, and her face is radiant after being raised, it is more nourishing than the spiritual pets raised by those Shuzong.

"Bah, bah, bah! You can't have freaks if you speak like a child." Yuan Qinghang picked up the bucket, quickly ran to the side, put it on the pot of the open-air stove, and casually punched in a fire talisman, and the flames immediately ignited. .

"Ahh..." Suddenly, a small and weak cub wafted out from the small thatched hut.

Yuan Qinghang's ears were still standing up, and he immediately rushed back to the door of the cottage: "Have you given birth? Is it a boy or a girl—oh no, is it a male or a female? Is the mother okay?"

As if responding to him, the female Gu Eagle hissed weakly in the room.

"I went in?" Yuan Qinghang shouted.

Li Hongling lifted the straw curtain and came out with a cold face, her hands were covered with blood.

"What's there to be nervous about? Cattle, sheep, livestock, who didn't live overnight and gave birth by themselves?" She gave Yuan Qinghang a bitter look, "Next time you bother me with this kind of thing, I'll put the little boy Killed with one knife."

Yuan Qinghang muttered: "I want to guard it myself, you must not let me."

"You big man, what do you look like guarding a beast's cub?"

Yuan Qinghang said confidently: "There are no men and women in the doctor. Besides, they don't deliver the baby, they just take care of it. In case of difficult labor, I will cut it open."

Li Hongling had a splitting headache, this child always acted so weirdly, it made people laugh and cry.

As soon as he raised his head, Yuan Qinghang had already slipped into the door and exclaimed: "Wow, it's so small!"

The female Gu carving is about the size of a calf, with a strong body and two wings on its back, but the little thing that was born is only the size of a kitten, lying softly on the ground, hearing the voices of people around it, With difficulty, he opened his eyes.

The two big eyes are black and big, like two black grape beads, and the whole body is naked and pink. Because she was just born, her limbs are thin and thin, she dangled on the ground, did not stand up, and felt aggrieved collapsed.

In the corner next to it, the little dream-making beast squeaked and jumped around.

For a while, he threw himself in front of the cub to look curiously, and for a while, the old god spit a calming breath at the mother Gu eagle.

For the whole night, it was put here by Yuan Qinghang to appease the mother Gu carving, and was terrified by the bloody scene, seeing the birth of the cub felt extremely novel and excited.

The mother Gu Eagle has become familiar with it these days, knowing that this little thing has been with her all night, the eyes she looks at it are much gentler.

Called weakly at the little dream-making beast, it looked down at the cub intently, the usual ferocity in its eyes disappeared, and it was full of kindness and love.

It stretched out his tongue and licked and licked it on the small thing. The little magpie was licked comfortably. From time to time, he screamed "ah oh woo", his voice was delicate and waxy.

The more Yuan Qinghang watched, the more worried he became: "Aunt Hong, this little guy is so big, does he have a congenital deficiency?"

Li Hongling was washing her hands outside, and said angrily: "It is difficult for Gu carvings to breed, there is only one fetus per litter, and the fetus is small."

Yuan Qinghang felt relieved, stretched out his hand with a smile, and touched the little cub: "Hey, your life is really good, your mother has worked so hard to keep you, you must know how to be filial to your mother in the future, you know? "

Seeing his hand touching the cub, the mother Gu Eagle only slightly moved her back wings, but did not show any displeasure.

The little cub was pointed on the head by Yuan Qinghang's finger, not only was not afraid, but raised his head, and softly called out to him: "Ah woo——"

Yuan Qinghang was so teased that his heart softened: "Ah, it's so cute!"

Seeing the jealousy, the little dream-making beast also opened its mouth, unwilling to be outdone by the little Gu carving, and let out a "cheep", with a hint of coquettishness.

Yuan Qinghang laughed loudly: "You are not a baby, why are you fighting for favor, you are so small."

Li Qinghong poked his head in from the door, took a quick look, and was extremely disgusted: "What's so cute! The red one looks like a big mouse, the female one is ugly, and the small one is even uglier."

Yuan Qinghang retorted: "What do you know, cubs of anything are cute."

Li Qinghong snorted: "It's so small, it's easy to die, right?"

Yuan Qinghang was used to his bad words, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just tilted his head and stared at the little Gu Diao: "Hey, can I give you a name?"

Li Hongling leaned against the door, and said coldly: "What's the name? You're going to enter the Ten Thousand Blade Grave soon, and it's only serious to let them go back to the forest."

Yuan Qinghang was stunned for a moment, and said with a little helplessness: "Oh... that's right."

It is an extremely ferocious beast, and its favorite food is also raw meat, so it is not suitable for feeding.

It is the best destination to return them to the mountains where they used to live. It was planned long ago, why did they get dizzy and forget?

He sighed, and carefully sent the little cub to the mother Gu Diao, the mother Gu Diao moved her body with difficulty, the little one immediately crawled over smartly, and began to suck milk greedily.

Yuan Qinghang took the raw meat that had been prepared from the side, and handed it to the mother Gu Diao's mouth: "Mom is working hard too, hurry up and eat more."

The raw meat is added with great tonic medicinal materials and postpartum recovery elixir, although it smells like medicine, but the Gu carving is very smart, probably knows that this thing is good for the body, not only does not resist, but it tastes very sweet.

The little thing sucked for a while, and soon got tired, crawled out from under the body of the mother Gu Eagle, and fell crookedly to the side.

But he didn't fall asleep immediately, but his eyes were still wide open, and his ugly head turned around curiously following Yuan Qinghang's movements.

Yuan Qinghang whispered to it: "In a few days, I will be leaving. At that time, I will leave more food for you mother and son, enough for you to eat for several days. Don't worry."

The little thing couldn't understand his words, but he stuck out his tongue flatteringly, and licked lightly on the palm of his hand.

Yuan Qinghang became more and more reluctant, and heaved a long sigh: "Little heartless person, who is so affectionate now, will never remember me when he grows up."

The little thing blinked, then suddenly opened his mouth and let out a little hiccup.

Yuanqing Hang's heart was about to melt, and he suddenly remembered something, and after digging for a long time from the storage bag, he solemnly found a bag of Tianshan Red Heart Saussurea.