Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

a few days later.

On the northwest side of the Wuzhou Continent, the territory of the Immortal Sect has gradually shrunk, and traces of people from the Demon Sect began to appear.

At the junction of the two, there is a huge mountain.

The mountain peaks are endless, the main peak is steep and precipitous, and the wind is fierce everywhere, and an invisible and dangerous formation covers the entrance of the valley.

This large formation has a long history, and it is said that it was left by a great power in the ancient times when he ascended. At that time, his ascension was about to occur, and his weapon was struck down by lightning in the sky and fell into the mountain.

That powerful man was extremely reluctant to let go of the divine soldiers who had been with him for many years, and at the last moment he used his true energy to cast a large formation, protecting the souls of the soldiers in it, and preventing ordinary people from approaching.

Time passed day by day, and the spirit of the divine weapon wailed day by day in the mountain, finally attracting more and more soldier spirits.

Some are lonely and helpless after the death of the master, and come to look for the same kind; some are damaged during the battle, and the master discards it.

Over time, this strange place where soldiers' souls are buried has been called the Tomb of Thousand Blades.

With the protection of that ancient formation, ordinary people cannot enter, and monks who can enter also have strict restrictions.

Those whose cultivation level is too low will hardly be able to move even an inch in the valley surrounded by weapons and murderous intent.

But if the cultivation level is too high, it will trigger the suppression of the large formation after entering, and the backlash force will cause casualties to the entrant.

After many times of groping, what can be deduced is that: above the foundation establishment and below the mid-stage golden core, is the range that can be safely entered.

The big formation has a cycle every 12 years. When the strength changes, there will be a day when it is the weakest.

And this day was also the day when the immortal sects of all the families sent outstanding children to the Wanren Tomb to look for opportunities.

On this day, around the main peak where the Wanren Tomb is located, green and black lead clouds were densely covered, firmly covering the entire valley. In the faint valley mouth, the violent wind howled and roared, mixed with the faint howling of swords and knives.

From time to time, there were faint flowing sword marks across the sky, and groups of Xianzong monks arrived as scheduled. Some of them had great fortunes and used the help of puppets flying in the air, and some of them had deep self-cultivation and came easily with their swords.

At the entrance of the valley, a lot of people had gathered at this time,

"Do you know, this time there are 99 quotas, but only [-] people enter the valley." A group of energetic Jianzong disciples with long swords on their backs gathered together and chatted enthusiastically.

"Ah, did someone give up their quota and not come?"

Immediately, someone laughed loudly: "Are you stupid? Forgot that there is one person who occupies the places in both the medicine sect and the art sect?"

The person next to him suddenly realized: "Oh yes! That genius from the Seven Poison Sect is called Li Qing, right?"

"That's right, it's him. I only watched one medicine competition, and I saw with my own eyes that his medical skills were really good. I heard that the later surgery competition was even more miraculous, and he actually won the first place again!"

It is easy for young people to be lively together, and more and more people are chatting around, and suddenly someone said mysteriously: "You are all out of date with this news, and now the quota has become 100 people again."

"Hey, tell me, this young man?"

"Tantaichao. He transferred the points to his sister. He wanted to keep his family's No. 1. In the end, not only was he turned against the wind by a newcomer, but his own points were not enough to advance." The Sword Sect disciple said happily.

"Wow, didn't the Tantai family lose their troops after losing their wife?"

"So they pleaded for mercy afterward. His family has a lot of face, so they made up for Tantai Chao."

"Hahaha, I've heard about this too. I didn't get the big competition reward, and I had to beg for a place in a low voice, saying that the face of their Patriarch is green!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from behind them, quite sincerely: "Don't talk nonsense, Patriarch Tantai has a big heart and a humble heart, how can he be so stingy?"

A group of young disciples turned their heads and said disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of, the people from the Tantai family haven't come yet—hey! You..."

Two young men in black stood behind them, one with handsome eyebrows and delicate eyes, and the other with a mediocre appearance but a smile in his eyes. They were the two rookies of the Seven Poison Sect who were equally popular in the competition between the medicine sect and the art sect.

During the last big competition, both of them wore unremarkable sackcloth, but today they both changed into a black dress that slims the waist and pinches the waist.

Although the color is unassuming, but if you look closely, the material is extremely rare, like silk but not silk, like yarn but not yarn.

There are faint cloud patterns and dark flowers on it, and the light silver is like a light cloud, stretching and flowing with the movement of the people, which makes the two people's fair skin and slender waist ape arms.

Compared with the last appearance, she is much more handsome, luxurious and reserved.

A group of teenagers who were chatting were stunned, and suddenly someone in the crowd shouted in surprise: "Young Master Li, are you here?"

A young girl quickly pushed aside the crowd and ran forward: "I heard that you were injured last time in the Grand Competition of the Shuzong, are you all right now?"

It was Chang Yuaner.

She has a delicate appearance, a lively and cheerful personality, and she is also a medical practitioner that everyone likes to make friends with. She is surrounded by a lot of young disciples who are dedicated and courteous.

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly: "It's been fine for a long time, thank you Miss Chang for caring."

Li Qinghong glanced at him, and said with a fake smile: "Miss Chang has so many who can be bodyguards, why are they waiting for us?"

Yuan Qinghang glared at him vigorously, then turned to Chang Yuaner and said, "Don't pay attention to my junior brother's nonsense. If you haven't entered yet, how about we get together later?"

Chang Yuaner was overjoyed: "Okay. It's not the time yet, and when it's noon, everyone will come in together."

A lot of people came to the side, some of them had been treated by him in the Shuzong Grand Competition, some of them were disciples of Jianzong who wanted to make friends with powerful medical practitioners, they surrounded Yuan Qinghang enthusiastically.

"Li Xiaoxianjun, after the last Grand Competition of the Art School, my master ordered us to bring a thank you gift to find you, but it's a pity that you left so early!"

"I have admired the two great names for a long time, since we want to be together, why not add us together. Our Jianzong cultivation base is stronger, and we can take care of each other inside."

Immediately, someone rushed to the side and said: "Li Xiaoxian, let's go with us, we have six people coming to Lingxiao Palace this time, how lively it is!"

Yuan Qinghang did not agree with a smile, but asked: "It seems that everyone is not here?"

"The more martial arts you are, the later you arrive."

Yuan Qinghang looked around and coughed lightly: "Did the number one brother of your Jianzong Dabi come?"

"Oh, Ning Xianjun of the Cangqiong faction. They must have invited other families to come together."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, there was a flash of light in the sky, and a huge air magic weapon flew quickly from a distance with a stream of light.

A puppet that looks like a giant bird with two pure black wings.

Flying close, the giant puppet bird's wings "clicked" and slowly landed on the ground.

Driven by the mechanism, the chest opened, and a group of people stepped out of it.

The headed old man had a long beard on his face, and he was not angry. The handsome young man behind him was the old man Yu Wenhan and his grandson Yu Wenli.

As soon as everyone settled down, a group of huge birds with the word "person" came from the sky. The people sitting on the backs of the birds, dressed in royal blue brocade clothes, jumped down together with the birds as they landed.

The Tantai family who are good at controlling beasts.

The two great families came one after another, and the various sects that had made friends with them gathered around to say hello. For a while, the area around Taniguchi was full of people, and it was extremely lively.

Yuan Qinghang and Li Qinghong shrank behind the crowd, quietly looking over there.

Strangely, the other sects are ordinary masters leading the juniors, but only the masters of these sects come here in person.

Several Sword Sect disciples next to him also looked over there, feeling a little unusual: "Hey? Mr. Yuwen and Patriarch Tantai are here, do you take it so seriously?"

Among the crowd, old man Yu Wenhan suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly bowed and saluted him, Yu Wenhan nodded slightly, and then looked back.

For some reason, Yuan Qinghang felt strange in his heart.

Ji Banxia's exhortations are still in my ears, but facing the majestic gaze of this old man, it is always difficult for him to feel alienated.

After a while, the last batch of visitors came from the sky.

The Cangqiong faction, the largest sect of Jianzong, and Shennonggu who came together!

Flying with Yujian consumes spiritual power, only the disciples of Jianzong are not afraid of long-distance fatigue, and Shen Nonggu also came here on the flying magic weapon purchased from Shuzong.

There was a bright stream of light in the air, and several sword lights cut through the thick blue-black clouds. Ning Cheng stopped first in front, and behind him were several selected disciples of the Sky Sect.

Ning Duo and Shang Lang were dressed in white, separated from each other and followed each other.

As soon as he stood still, Ning Duo's gaze had swept over lightly, separated from Yuan Qinghang, and then lowered quietly.

Standing next to Shang Lang was Mu Jiarong. He didn't ride the flying magic weapon with his father, but he and Shang Lang shared a sword and came together.

The two of them put their heads together, they didn't know what they were talking about, they were very close.

Shang Lang landed on the ground, looked up and saw Yuan Qinghang over here, and waved his hands hastily.

Li Qinghong stared at him and Mu Jiarong, his eyes were dark and bottomless.

He turned his head to look at Yuan Qinghang, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Hufa Ji say that he would escort us, where is he?"

Yuan Qinghang glanced around for a while, then shook his head in confusion: "I didn't see it."

Ji Banxia told them to come by themselves, and said that he would definitely be there, but now he was nowhere to be seen, making the two of them look like children without parents.

Over there, several suzerains gathered together, and after greeting each other, Mu Anyang cupped his hands and said: "All the immortals, the auspicious time is coming, can you send the children of each family to the Wanren Tomb?"

Yu Wenhan frowned, and said, "Ning Xianzun, the juniors can go in by themselves, why did you specially invite us old people to come?"

Ning Cheng raised his eyes, with a strange expression on his face, and said slowly: "Of course there is something important to invite elders to come."

His gaze found Yuan Qinghang and Li Qinghong in the crowd, and he locked on tightly: "I'm afraid that the quota for this competition will be replaced by an impostor of unknown origin."

Behind him, Ning Duo raised his head impressively, looked at Master in surprise, and then quickly glanced at Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang secretly yelled badly in his heart.

Mu Anyang, the owner of Shennong Valley, was stunned: "What?"

All the disciples gathered at the entrance of the Wanren Tomb held their breath and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The strong wind in the valley became more and more fierce, blowing on the person, like a small blade raging and cutting.

Ning Cheng separated from the crowd, and slowly came to Yuan Qinghang and the two: "Where is your female head?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "It's not a child anymore, so why should the teacher protect me every step of the way."

Ning Cheng said lightly: "Oh, isn't she afraid that your identities will be exposed?"

One sentence was like a shock, not only everyone was shocked, but even the suzerains were shocked.

There was no fear on Yuan Qinghang's face, and he said with a smile: "The younger generation can't understand what Ning Xianzun said."

Mu Qinghui looked at them in surprise, and took a step forward: "Brother Ning, why did you say that?"

Ning Cheng stood a little higher on the mountain, and a wave of oppression rushed towards him.

He raised his head, sank his dantian, and said in a clear voice: "Everyone, I was quite pleased and happy that there were two outstanding immortal wizards this year."

Old Man Yu Wenhan frowned even tighter: "Master Ning, please speak up if you have anything to say."

Ning Cheng nodded: "Last time I asked all the elders if anyone knew someone from the Seven Poison Sect, but it turned out that no one knew them, so I had some doubts in my heart, so I asked someone to investigate."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said nothing, and the corner of his eye quickly glanced around.

What about Li Hongling and Ji Banxia?I didn't see any of them, so I really didn't want to leave them both?

There are at least four or five master-level figures in the late stage of Jindan, and nearly a hundred outstanding disciples of famous families. If their master gives an order, no matter how hard he and Li Qinghong try, they will be chopped into meat paste !

Behind Ning Cheng, Ning Duo's face was as cold as ice and snow, as if he had been frozen suddenly.

Shang Lang looked at the opposite side in confusion, and asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother, that Li Qing is so good-looking, why is he wearing a mask? What's so shameful about his face?"

Ning Duo said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."

But his hand had already firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, as if it would be pulled out at any moment.

Mu Anyang glanced at the two teenagers on the opposite side: "What did the investigation reveal?"

Ning Cheng said word by word: "The Seven Poison Sect is located in the southern wasteland. I received an invitation letter from Dabi a while ago, and indeed sent their female head to set off with two disciples. Unfortunately, just after departure After more than ten days, the long-lived soul lamp left by the three of them suddenly went out."

The young disciples gathered around exclaimed, and the faces of several suzerains also changed drastically.

Not everyone can light a soul lamp, but many sects do create soul lamps for important people, as a testimony of the fate of those who travel abroad.

No matter what, as long as the soul lamp goes out, it means that the person has died!

"Ning Xianzun, is this true?" Mr. Yu Wenhan said in a deep voice, "Is there any misunderstanding?"

Ning Cheng said: "It's absolutely true. The Seven Poisons Sect has always been in a strange place. The people I sent took a lot of effort to find their headquarters and saw three extinguished soul lamps with their own eyes. The people in their Sect are mourning and angry. I know who committed the murder."

He looked at Yuan, Qing and Hang with cold eyes, as if looking at two dead people: "I can't imagine that the two little brothers are so young, in order to win the invitation letter and the competition quota, they are so cruel and ruthless."

Yuan Qinghang was silent for a moment, and finally laughed.

He said sincerely: "If you kill a person who commits a heinous crime, you will be killed. For a person who cultivates immortals, killing demons and demons is the right thing to do."

There was no room for change when he uttered this sentence, all the disciples of the Xianzong around him screamed in alarm, and they all backed away, leaving a large area around them.

The sword intent in Ning Cheng's hand was buzzing in the scabbard: "Oh, so that means admitting to murdering and extorting money, impostor?"

Yuan Qinghang showed no shame, but shook his head very quickly: "Oh, absolutely not."

Tantai Minghao stood aside, his spiritual power suddenly surged, and the smile disappeared on Yuanyuan's smiling face: "Bold boy, do you know what you are talking about?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed softly: "My elders, I mean they deserve to be killed, and I didn't say we did it."

While talking, he secretly buckled a handful of silver needles in his hand, looked around from the corner of his eye, and complained endlessly.

For a while, the scattered Xianzong disciples were in chaos, almost blocking all their escape routes!

Ning Cheng was much gentler at the moment, and said in a harmonious voice: "It doesn't matter if you deny it or deny it, let's arrest him first and go to Mingzui Cliff of our Cangqiong Sect, and we will try again slowly."

Yuanqing Hangqi said: "Hey, the Celestial Sect in the world is not the only respected by the Cangqiong Sect. Why do you want to go to your interrogation room?"

These words were deliberately provocative, and they were a bit harsh, but Ning Cheng ignored him at all, and turned to the suzerains and said: "The mouth of the Wanren Tomb is about to open, so don't delay the important affairs of the juniors. Since such a villain, if he doesn't May the law be subdued, and I will kill it."

The old man Yu Wenhan's face was ugly, and he suddenly said: "There is still time to spare, but I can listen to their excuses."

Behind him, Yu Wenli stared at Yuan Qinghang, then at his old man, his eyes flickered slightly.

Yuan Qinghang cupped his hands at Yu Wenhan: "Thank you, old man."

Without waiting for Ning Cheng to object, he quickly raised his hand, showing a small round ball, lingering in black air, spinning in his white palm.

It was the soul search seal that Ji Banxia gave him a few days ago!

"In it, there is a memory of a disciple of the Seven Poison Sect before death." His voice was clear and powerful, "Just look at it, and everything will come to light."

Tantai Minghao's slightly round and friendly face showed a bit of coldness: "Forcibly searching the soul and peeping at the memory, at the least, it can cause damage to the person's spiritual consciousness, and at the worst, it can make people go crazy, such a vicious method."

Next to it, the master of Baicao Peak frowned even more: "The origin of this thing is unknown, who knows if there is any spiritual trap inside?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "If there is any trap here and someone is injured, can the two of us escape?"

In the silence, suddenly a crisp young girl's voice sounded: "I would like to take a look first."

It was Chang Yuan'er who spoke. Seeing everyone's eyes on her, she blushed pretty, but her voice was firm: "Mr. Li once saved my life, and helped many people in the Shuzong Grand Competition. I believe in his chivalrous heart, and dare to look at the things he brought."

Mu Qinghui stood aside and said to Chang Yuan'er gently, "Girl, even if you want to watch it, you need to know that there is still danger."

Chang Yuan'er's face flushed red.

Watching Souhunyin requires at least the same cultivation level as the deceased, so that she can control her mind and not be attacked by the deceased's resentment. She guessed that a remote Seven Poison Sect disciple had a foundation building cultivation base, so she dared to try it.

What Elder Wood Immortal said was right, if that person's cultivation was higher than hers, her behavior would be very dangerous.

Ning Cheng looked calm: "Don't look at it, no matter what, the lives of the three people from the Seven Poison Sect are related to you."

Tantai Minghao nodded: "Exactly..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure flew out, stretched out his slender arms, and grabbed the soul-searching seal in Yuan Qinghang's hand.

"The Cangqiong faction presides over this big competition, and this kind of thing is duty-bound." Ning Duo nodded politely to Chang Yuaner, "There is absolutely no reason to ask the guests to take risks."

Without giving anyone time to react, he raised his hand and pressed the Soul Search Seal to the center of his forehead.

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, and blurted out: "Hey, you can't see it!"

Ning Cheng's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply, "What did you do inside?!"

Yuan Qinghang hesitated to speak, but suddenly covered his face with his hand, hesitating: "It's okay, it's okay, just watch."

Anyway, he is the male lead, no matter how cold and reserved he is, there will still be a group of good girls who will fall in love with him, and maybe he will have a harem in the future, hugging left and right, Yingyingyanyan is probably inevitable.

Besides, that's all, in any world view, you can be considered an adult, watching a [-]-ban pornographic film is not a sin to death.

It's just... I don't know if seeing some special scenes will cause the pupils to tremble and the three views to shatter?

Ning Duo was dressed in white, with a cold face, eyes closed, and stood still among the crowd.

Frightened, everyone felt relieved: Ning Duo's sword intent revealed in this sword sect competition is astonishing, and he has already far broken through the state of Jindan's initial concentration.

Not to mention being the well-deserved number one among the juniors, even compared with the suzerains of some small sects, he is completely capable of fighting. It is indeed best for him to do this.

Everyone held their breath and stared at him curiously.

Ning Cheng had a trace of unbearable anger on his face, but he was worried about Ning Duo's safety, so he didn't dare to reprimand him, for fear of disturbing his mind.

After half a cup of tea time passed, Ning Duo swayed slightly and opened his eyes.

And his eyes, which were black and white, clear and bright just now, are already covered with bloodshot eyes!

Shang Lang was startled, and rushed to his side: "Junior brother, are you okay?"

Ning Duo raised his hand, and the soul-searching seal slowly withdrew from his forehead and returned to his hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked slowly at Ning Cheng, and then at the crowd: "Master, all the immortals. These people from the Seven Poison Sect are not only not worthy of death, but also deserve to be hacked into pieces."

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion at the edge of the valley.

Among the generation of young Jianzong disciples, Ning Duo not only has outstanding cultivation and aptitude against the sky, but also has a calm and upright temperament, and less intense emotions. What exactly did he see in the soul-hunting seal at this moment, so that his words were so angry?

Everyone was waiting for him to describe the details, but for some reason, Ning Duo blushed slightly, hesitated to speak, and closed his mouth firmly.

Yuan Qinghang had a sad face and sighed: "Is there anyone who is not so thin-skinned and willing to take a look?"

It is really difficult for this person to see those things repeatedly.

Yu Wenhan laughed: "That said, I'm curious, the old man will come and see for himself!"

He grasped it with the palm of his hand, and the black soul-searching guide in Ning Duo's hand had been sucked away by a strong force, and landed on his forehead without entering it.

Ning Cheng looked at Ning Duo, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You don't know the situation, just act like this! If this dead man's cultivation level is higher than yours, you will be in a state of madness. How can you put your own safety at risk like this?"

Ning Duo lowered his eyebrows respectfully and lowered his head: "Master, it's my disciple who was impulsive, so I won't do it next time."

Ning Cheng gave him a hard look: "I see you will do it next time!"

After a while, old man Yu Wenhan also slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he woke up, his face was already blood red, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "What is this seven poisonous sects, when the old man is free, he will kill the southern border and wipe out all their sects!"