Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

This release of spiritual power was enough to attract a large formation to suppress him, Li Qinghong didn't even dare to use the slightest amount of spiritual power to resist, he just felt suffocated and unable to move.

He adjusted his breathing, and looked at Ning Duo with a half-smile: "Is it convenient for Ning Xianjun to come out?"

Ning Duo said slowly, "I heard the conversation between you and Young Master Mu."

Li Qinghong rolled his eyes: "Ning Xianjun has a really special hobby, he likes to listen to people's walls."

Ning Duo stood upright on the edge of the cliff, his snow-white robe fluttering around, not angry: "That person from the Mu family is indeed disgusting, but he is not worthy of death."

"But he is dead. You see, it's going to rain, and God wants to accept people. What can we do?"

"You killed him."

Li Qinghong sneered: "What joke are you telling?"

Ning Duo stared at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "I have carefully looked at the ridge you passed by."

"Oh, what did you see?"

Ning Duo said: "That mountain rock was originally exposed to the wind and sun, and it is true that there were signs of looseness, but where the root fell off, there was a trace of fresh prying."

Li Qinghong's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

"There are only you and Shang Lang in front, it wasn't you, could it be that he moved the rock?"

Li Qinghong's expression became even more innocent: "How can you explain this kind of thing? Maybe it's because your Senior Brother Shang accidentally bumped into it, and you were too afraid to admit it."

Ning Duo shook his head, with slight disgust in his eyes: "Shang Lang is sincere to you, but you don't hesitate to plant spoils on his head."

Li Qinghong wondered: "Couldn't it be that you splashed dirty water first? One by one stayed up all night and came to me in turn to question me. Then why don't we get together and hold a three-court trial?"

Ning Duo said coldly: "Your senior brother is also behind, and the boulder fell, and you don't even worry about his safety?"

Li Qinghong shrugged: "There are so many damn people in front, where is it his turn?"

Ning Duo's face finally revealed a tinge of coldness: "You know better than anyone else what kind of person he is. When he sees others in trouble, he will definitely save them, so any changes may happen. .”

Li Qinghong smiled happily, "Then don't worry about Ning Xianjun. Our young master brother is very capable, even if you all die, he will not die."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Duo's sword light on the opposite side had already skyrocketed.

Spiritual power pierced through his long sword, and the scorching sword intent pressed towards Li Qinghong's throat.

Li Qinghong was startled, and quickly retreated, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cliff behind him, and he stopped abruptly.

The back pressure of the ancient formation came instantly, and the bones of Ning Duo made a very light crisp sound, as if they were under tremendous pressure.

But he was unmoved, the spiritual power of the sword tip flowed and swirled, forcing Li Qinghong to retreat a little bit.

Li Qinghong wanted to hold back, but the sword tip mercilessly pressed against his throat, and a string of blood beads fell down.

Li Qinghong felt the stabbing pain on his neck, the smile on his face finally disappeared, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

He glanced sideways at the Wanzhang cliff beside him, and said with a forced smile, "Is Ning Xianjun trying to kill someone?"

Ning Duo's handsome face was covered with snow and ice, he raised his long sword, and the scorching light pierced his face.

Li Qinghong saw that the sword intent carried a murderous intent, and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

There was a sharp sword in the front, and a cliff in the back. The spiritual power in his body was suppressed as soon as he moved. Frightened, he stepped on the air and his body fell sharply towards the cliff.

Just when half of his body was submerged into the night, a silver light above his head chased after him and handed it to him.

Li Qinghong grabbed the silver light with his hands, and hung his body in mid-air.

What he grasped in his hand was the scabbard sent by Ning Duo.

Just now he slipped down for a moment, and now he was rescued suddenly, so it took Li Qinghong a long time to regain his senses after walking between life and death, his teeth could not help chattering crazily.

Ning Duo slowly squatted down on the edge of the cliff: "Are you afraid?"

Li Qinghong stared at him, his body swayed on the edge of the cliff: "What do you want to do?"

Ning Duo said lightly: "When you killed someone, did you ever think that others would be so desperate and frightened?"

Li Qinghong's face turned pale: "He has no ability, he can only blame himself when he dies!"

Ning Duo said: "You can decide the life and death of others at will, so naturally someone can kill you at will. How, do you think it is very unfair?"

Li Qinghong's fingers holding the scabbard twitched slightly, his eyes were full of resentment: "What are you doing, you, a dignified and famous sect of the immortal sect, would lynch and kill people in private?"

Ning Duo looked at him quietly, and said solemnly for a while, "You swear a poisonous oath, and I will pull you up."

"If you dare, push me down!" Li Qinghong hissed.

Ning Duo was unmoved: "I'm not asking you to swear that you didn't kill anyone. I want you to swear a poisonous oath that you will never hurt your brother's life in the future."

Li Qinghong fell silent suddenly.

After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, with a distorted expression: "What kind of brother is not a brother, he is obviously the young master of our Demon Sect. The relationship between me and him is one of obedience and obedience."

Ning Duo's eyes were calm and unwavering: "It is precisely because you follow him every day that I want you to swear this oath."

Li Qinghong said viciously: "What relationship do you have with him? I want you to care about his safety, I want you to care whether I will harm him or not!"

Ning Duo looked down at him: "I just want to take care of and care about."

Li Qinghong stared at Ning Duo, and sneered: "You hate me, I understand, it's just because I hurt you when I was young. But he hurt you too, why don't you hold grudges against him at all?"

Ning Duo said lightly, "Because he deserves it."

"Bah, you're cheap and sick!"

Ning Duo said, "It's not as serious as you."

Li Qinghong raised his head, there seemed to be a hint of ferocity in his eyes, he said slowly after a long while: "You want me to swear, dreaming. I want to see if you dare to kill me seriously."

Ning Duo frowned slightly. Originally, he only wanted to scare him, but he didn't expect that this person wouldn't let him.

Just as he was hesitating how to end, suddenly, there was a murmur from behind.

"You, what are you doing?..."

Ning Duo suddenly turned around.

Under the moonlight, beside the dry mountain.Yuan Qinghang stood not far away, his eyes full of shock.

Li Qinghong seemed to hear the sound of heaven, and cried out mournfully: "Brother Young Master, save me!"

Yuan Qinghang hurried over and rushed to the side of the mountain.

He took a quick look at Ning Duo, the silver rope flew out, wrapped around Li Qinghong's arm, and brought him up.

Li Qinghong staggered and fell to the ground.

"Brother Young Master, he...he wants to kill me." With chattering teeth, he rushed over in a panic and hid behind Yuan Qinghang.

Yuan Qinghang shook the silver cord silently, and slowly pushed the scabbard back to Ning Duo: "What is Ning Xianjun doing?"

Hua Guang flashed lightly, Ning Duo backhanded the sword back into its scabbard.

Li Qinghong gritted his teeth: "He knocked me down, if you were a step late, I would die!"

Yuan Qinghang turned to look at him: "He wanted to kill you, but he didn't succeed?"

Li Qinghong anxiously pointed at his own neck: "Look, he stabbed it!"

Yuan Qinghang's eyes fell on the bloodstain, and his eyes finally froze.

With a serious expression on his face, he turned to look at Ning Duo: "What happened?"

Ning Duo was silent for a while, then nodded slowly: "I stabbed him, and I also shot him off the cliff."

"Why? Does he have any reason to die?"

Li Qinghong rushed to shout: "He hung me on the edge of the cliff to torture me, forcing me to admit that I killed the members of the Mu family! He has such vicious methods and such a cruel heart!"

Yuan Qinghang stood there quietly, came out in a hurry, he was only wearing a single shirt, and now he looked even thinner: "Ning Xianjun?"

Ning Duo frowned: "...Yes."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him: "So there must be some definite evidence? Why don't you take it out and spread it out in the open to have a look?"

Li Qinghong's voice was full of resentment: "If there were any, they would have hacked me into pieces long ago. It's not because they have no evidence, they would do it behind their backs like this!"

He sneered: "First, the young master of the Mu family, followed by this upright and dignified fairy, came to spout blood one by one, and secretly forced confessions if they couldn't do it. Pooh!"

Yuan Qinghang patted him on the shoulder: "Go back to the tent to rest first. I have a few words to talk to him alone."

Li Qinghong clenched his snow-white teeth, with a face full of resignation, he walked away step by step.

Yuan Qinghang stared at Ning Duo, and sighed with regret for a while: "I understand your doubts, and I also understand your doubts. But I thought that without evidence, you would not be the one who came to make trouble."

Ning Duo said softly, "Judging from all the signs, it's not an accident."

"So what?"

"Since it wasn't an accident, someone must have made it happen." Ning Duo said calmly.

Yuan Qinghang stared at him disappointedly: "I know, you want to say that there are only two people in front. I also know that he will be the most suspect."

Ning Duo said: "Shang Lang will never be the one suspected."

"Whether it is Shang Lang or him, as long as there is no solid evidence, no one can convict any of them."

Ning Duo said slowly: "He can do it easily today, and he can do it again tomorrow. At that time, if someone else dies, what will you do?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Ning Xianjun, there is a word that I would like to share with you."

"what?"

"There is no doubt about it." Yuan Qinghang spit out a few words lightly.

Ning Duo stood quietly opposite, his eyes narrowed.

Yuan Qinghang's black hair was loose, fluttering in the cold mountain wind: "It means that if someone is only suspected when identifying a major crime, but the facts are not clear enough and the evidence is not sufficient, then they cannot Privately set up a punishment hall, tortured into tricks."

Ning Duo was silent for a moment: "All the suspicions point to this person, so why not bring him up for interrogation?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "If it is among the people, the county magistrate can indeed interrogate or even use torture. However, this is not fair."

"Why? In the face of cunning and cruel people, if you don't have to torture them severely, wouldn't it be more unfair to kind people?"

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while, and then said in harmony: "In my opinion, there is a rule that should be followed. That is, those who are suspected should not bear the responsibility of proving themselves."

He pointed to Li Qinghong's whereabouts: "Like today's incident, everyone thinks he did it, so if he is to be convicted, the person who should accuse him is responsible for finding evidence. Instead of asking him to prove it himself." I didn't do it'."

Ning Duo's eyes were clear, and he looked at him quietly.

"Will you keep defending him like this?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "If anyone is changed today, I will also maintain it. Because what I maintain is the 'reason' itself."

After a long time, Ning Duo nodded lightly: "You are right. I was wrong about what happened today."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, feeling complicated and unspeakable, and after a while he could only say: "Let's go, go back and rest."

The two walked side by side on the mountain road, surrounded by sparse vegetation and few insects.

In the ancient formation, everything is weak, only the cold frost is condensed on the ocher red rocks, reflecting the moonlight in the sky, and the light is flickering.

"What happened last time...is there any progress?" Yuan Qinghang couldn't help but asked.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hands: "If it involves the secrets of your Cangqiong Sect, then you don't need to tell me."

Ning Duo said: "There is no progress. Since there are bones in Uncle Zheng's coffin, the origin of that startled corpse is still unclear."

After thinking about it, he said again: "Other than that, there is no other abnormality, it seems that everything is really just an accident."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "The gunpowder array in the coffin was also an accident, and the death of the cemetery caretaker was also an accident?"

Ning Duo closed his mouth.

Yuan Qinghang didn't ask any more questions, and absent-mindedly kicked away a few small stones on the side of the road, a little distracted.

Suddenly, he asked: "If one day, countless people say that I have ulterior motives and evil intentions...Will you believe it?"

Ning Duo said solemnly: "I will tell those people that there is a word called 'no doubt'. I will also tell them that those who accuse must produce evidence, and they cannot be forced to prove themselves."

Yuan Qinghang nodded happily: "Ning Xianjun is really good at what he does."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Then what if there are really countless evidences pointing to me?"

Ning Duo was startled: "Why do you say that?"

Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "I always feel that there will be such a day."

The two walked near the group of tents where everyone was resting, but Ning Duo stopped and looked at him.

"Even if all the false evidence points to you, you can still find a flaw."

Yuanqing Hang raised his eyebrows: "You are just sure that it is false evidence? Ning Xianjun, you are so preconceived, it is very irrational."

Ning Duo said indifferently: "Then if one day, countless people say that I am depraved and evil-hearted, will you believe it?"

Yuan Qinghang laughed dumbfoundedly: "You? Stop joking. Even if the sky collapses and the river flows westward, you can't do that kind of thing!"

"Young Master Yuan, it seems that you are the one who is more irrational."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, and suddenly smiled.

"Ning Xianjun, your words are enough." He turned around smartly, walked towards the tent, and waved behind him casually, "If there is a day in the future, you and I will be safe, and you don't have to force it for me. It's time to start."

……

There are a few scattered bright pearls in the four corners of the tent, which are huge and round, exuding gentle pearl light.

Li Qinghong curled up on the mat, staring at the top of the tent motionlessly.

Yuan Qinghang opened the curtain and walked in, a gust of cold wind penetrated into the cracks of the tent.

Li Qinghong got up quickly, looked at him silently, his eyes were red.

Yuan Qinghang walked to him and sat down, looked at the blood on his neck and the scratches on his arm, and sighed.

He took out a bottle of wound medicine from the storage bag and helped him apply it on the wound: "Why don't you deal with it yourself, it's not that there is no medicine."

Li Qinghong obediently let him manipulate him, his voice became hoarse: "Brother Young Master, for a moment... I thought I would never see you again."

Yuan Qinghang paused, and said in a harmonious voice: "No. He just scares you, and he will never really kill people."

Li Qinghong lowered his eyebrows, his long eyelashes concealed the hatred in his eyes: "You always speak for him."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "I will also speak for you."

Li Qinghong raised his head, his dark eyes were covered with red threads.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Yuan Qinghang's arm, and said sadly: "Don't believe what he said, he just wanted to stir up a rift between us. Young master brother, trust me, I will never harm you!"

Yuan Qinghang was startled: "He didn't say you wanted to kill me."

Li Qinghong was dumbfounded, and slowly let go of his arm: "Oh..."

Yuanqing Hang raised his hand to put away the bright pearl in the corner, and the surrounding pearl light disappeared, connecting with the darkness outside.

After a long time, Yuan Qinghang said in the dark, "Brother Hong?"

Li Qinghong immediately replied: "Huh?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed lightly: "People have to live for themselves. No matter how much Aunt Hong hates Shennonggu, you can't be coerced by this kind of hatred. Some things... once you do it, it's hard to go back."

There was silence around me.

Yuan Qinghang wanted to say something more, but couldn't wait for a response, so he could only say: "Don't think too much, go to sleep."

Li Qinghong shrank to one side obediently, without any sleepiness in his eyes, after a while he said softly: "Okay."

……

Three days later, Zhisha Lake was finally in sight.

After climbing the last mountain, although everyone had already known the location of Zhisha Lake, they were still shocked when they actually saw it.

This great lake is not under any mountain, nor in the valley, but above the peak!

In the entire Wanren Peak, the highest mountain has a huge area, and there is a flat lake inside. From a distance, it looks like a lake hanging upside down in the sky, clear and blue, like silk.

When Yuan Qinghang's team arrived, the other teams had already arrived. By the vast Zhisha Lake, disciples of the immortal sect were scattered in twos and threes.

It was noon at this time, everything was cut off in the big formation, and the sunlight was much dimmer than outside, only a little bit hot at noon.

The sun above the head poured down from the invisible formation, and fell on the blue lake, rippling with gold, and the smoke hovered on the vast lake, holding the distant mountains.

Obviously, the waves are as flat as a mirror, and the weather is myriad, but when everyone sees this lake, they only feel a chill all over their bodies.

The clouds and mist floating on the lake, upon closer inspection, are not real water vapor at all, but wisps of sword intent!

I don't know how many perishing warrior souls gathered under this clear lake, seemingly invisible and incorporeal, but the murderous aura they brought and the bloody blood they tainted were as thick as substance, and they were about to burst out of the lake. gushing out.

Yuan Qinghang took a deep breath, suppressing the momentary shock in his heart.

Beside him, Li Ji stood dumbfounded on the spot, muttering, "This...how can this go down?"

In the water of Zhisha Lake, there are countless soldier souls, so you have to dive down, and slowly look for opportunities in the invisible sword souls.

Some soldier souls will sense the similar aura of their former masters and actively climb up;

Some just sensed a suitable weapon entity and were willing to find a container to hide;

In addition to these two ways, there is a final hard way.

Some monks feel the soul of the soldier they like, and will take the initiative to attack, subdue it with their own cultivation, force it to recognize the master, and shackle it into their own weapons.

But this method is also the most dangerous.

The soldier soul has no entity. If you want to subdue it, you can only forcibly suppress it in terms of mental power. If you are a little careless, not only will you not be able to subdue it, but you will also suffer damage to your spiritual consciousness.

If it is light, it will be insane and the realm will fall; if it is serious, it may completely destroy the brain and become a disabled person.

But now, just feeling the meaning of swords and soldiers overflowing from the lake from a distance already makes people stand on end. If they really go down into the water and get close to the thousands of soldiers, won't they be cut into pieces?

Standing by the lake, Shang Lang closed his eyes to feel for a moment, then opened his eyes: "If you can go down, how long you can stay depends on your cultivation level."

Mu Jiarong pursed his lips, and said proudly: "Didn't they all bring strange treasures, can you still hold your breath by yourself?"

The use of spiritual power here is suppressed, and no matter how powerful you are, you cannot survive comfortably underwater.

But the various families knew about this situation long ago, and those who came in had already prepared all kinds of water-type treasures. As for the effect, it would naturally depend on the financial strength of each family.

Li Ji smiled wryly: "Mr. Mu, your floating scull armor in Shennong Valley is a sacred item, not everyone has it."

The floating scull wood is a kind of strange tree heartwood, which has special effects in water, and can sink or float at will.

However, it takes 100 years for such a tree to grow a core as thick as a finger, and to make a small vest armor requires at least hundreds of adult trees, which are priceless and priceless.

Chang Yuan'er kept silent, took out a bead from her waist pouch, handed it to Yuan Qinghang, and said in a low voice, "Brother Li, if you don't mind this, you might as well bring it with you."

As soon as Yuan Qinghang lowered his head, his eyes lit up.

As expected of the sect of cultivating immortals by the sea, the rare treasures in their hands are really suitable for underwater.

It was a small conch pearl, pink in color, with a dazzling iridescent light on it, extremely rare.

Wearing one next to your body can greatly reduce the pressure of the water flow, and it is indeed a rare good thing to travel and walk on flat ground.

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while: "Can I give it away?"

Chang Yuaner was stunned: "Ah, of course it can. If I give it to you, it will be yours."

Yuan Qinghang turned around, pulled Li Qinghong over, and gave him the pink conch pearl.

"Take it, be careful when entering the water." He said.

Li Qinghong looked at him in a daze: "...you don't need it?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "My water spells are probably better than yours."

Next to it, Ning Duo stood quietly by the lake without looking sideways, as if he didn't pay attention to this side at all.

At this moment, a cluster of monstrous waves suddenly broke out on the calm lake!

A beam of sword light rose into the sky, and a figure in white clothes flew out of the sky, and white romantic curls flew all over his body.

The figure caught up with the long sword flying in mid-air, grabbed the hilt with one hand, put the four fingers of the other hand on the blade, and wiped it hard.

The blood beads mixed with the crystal water droplets, showing a complex incantation in the air. The blood curse fell on the sword, and the long sword suddenly let out a long and shrill cry.

After Huaguang flourished, the blade of the sword trembled violently a few times before regaining its composure as if unwilling to do so.

The man grabbed the long sword in his hand, stepped back from the huge waves, and landed on the shore.

His face was pale, but he was still graceful and graceful.

It was Yu Wenli.