Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

There is no need to ask Li Qinghong for verification, he can also tell that there are incinerated guava leaves and the sap of the sandbox tree.

They are all powerful poisons that can cause blindness. Once they get into the eyes, it is extremely difficult to treat them.

"Does it hurt? Open your eyes and try?" He whispered.

Ning Duo stood there, his long black eyelashes fluttering rapidly, before he whispered after a while: "It hurts badly just now, but it's better now."

Yuan Qinghang's heart sank.

If it doesn't hurt, it means that the toxin has gradually penetrated into the inside and has begun to lose consciousness.

... He turned his head, his eyes were red.Looking at Li Qinghong, he murmured: "You are so cruel."

Li Qinghong stared at Yuan Qinghang, and suddenly hissed: "It's my mother who said that everyone in Xianmen should be damned, and told me to secretly kill as many as I can."

Yuan Qinghang yelled: "Shut up and hand over the antidote!"

Li Qinghong yelled louder than him: "No! Who would want to bring an antidote for something harmful?"

Yuan Qinghang was furious, shook his body, stepped forward and pinched his neck: "I don't believe it!"

Li Qinghong's neck was red from being pinched by him, she didn't dodge and resist, she threw the storage bag over: "Look for yourself."

Yuan Qinghang grabbed it with his hands, and quickly pawed around inside, startled and anxious, but it really didn't.

"You're crazy, what on earth do you want?" He murmured, distraught.

Li Qinghong said: "I didn't kill him, I just blinded him, is it too much? What's more, he asked for it."

Yuan Qinghang was furious: "Is it reasonable for you to harm someone?!"

Li Qinghong looked at Ning Duo full of hatred: "That bastard from the Mu family can't hide from the stone, he is stupid. It's all right if Mu Jiarong wants to trouble me, who is he, and it's his turn to stand out?"

Ning Duo stood there with his eyes closed, and said quietly, "So you pushed the stone down."

Li Qinghong's handsome face was full of cruelty: "Yes, so what?"

"Then what about Chen Qiyou?" Ning Duo said word by word.

"You're almost blind yourself, and you still don't forget to take care of other people's affairs?" Li Qinghong sneered, "What kind of good is Chen Qiyou? Go up and snatch the sword, it's like saving his life!"

He hissed: "What about him? Not only was he not grateful, but he also ordered me to hand over Tu Ling, otherwise I would be charged with taking advantage of others' danger and sneak attack and robbery after I got up. Bah! What kind of decent family, what kind of chivalrous immortal sect, don't kill me!" Are you still keeping it for the Chinese New Year?"

Ning Duojing stood opposite him, eyes lowered: "You're lying. Brother Chen and I once had a discussion about swords and Taoism. Although he is pedantic, he is not the kind of person you said."

Li Qinghong sneered with a "ha": "Only talking a few words, you can judge his character? It's ridiculous, it's you hypocrites who cherish each other!"

Yuan Qinghang listened to their conversation in astonishment: "You killed the senior brother of Lingxiao Temple?!"

"No one saw it with their own eyes." Li Qinghong turned to look at him, his face full of grievances, "Ning Xianjun only saw half of his arm, so just pretend he didn't see it. He insists on meddling, If he doesn't die, I'm going to die?"

Before he finished speaking, the "Tu Ling" dagger in his hand stabbed obliquely like a poisonous snake, and stabbed Ning Duo fiercely again!

Ning Duo couldn't see, but his hearing was still there. Although the faint sound of the wind was hidden in the sound of the waterfall, he still caught it.

He retreated sharply and dodged Li Qinghong's attack in an instant, but he was blind after all, so he retreated to the edge of the cliff.

With half of his foot in the air, he swayed to stabilize his figure. The gravel around his feet fluttered and fell towards the abyss behind him.

A hand was as fast as lightning, stretched out, and pulled him hard.

Yuan Qinghang held him with one hand, and gently covered his eyelids with the other.There was a strange pause in his movements for a moment, his fingers were cold and trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, "You bear it."

He raised his palm, and slipped out two silver needles as thin as a cow's hair from between his fingers, silently nailing them into the "Zuanzhu" acupoint near Ning Duo's eye sockets.

The next moment, the white jade and black gold fan in his hand suddenly exerted force, and the hard fan bones rushed out, hitting Ning Duo's chest!

Ning Duo flew backward heavily and fell into the waterfall diagonally behind.

The current was fast and the sound of the water was loud. His fluttering figure in white clothes plummeted down instantly, and disappeared in the bottomless water in a blink of an eye.

... Even if Li Qinghong wanted to kill Ning Duo wholeheartedly, he was frightened by this sudden change and froze on the spot.

He stared blankly at Yuan Qinghang, then looked at the bottom of the dark cliff in shock, and suddenly shivered.

"Brother Young Master...you, why did you kill him?"

Yuan Qinghang kept silent, looking at him with a strange sadness.

Li Qinghong hesitated for a while, and gradually a happy expression appeared on his face: "You have been lying to him, haven't you? Just die, let's go quickly!"

The formation eyes behind them are rapidly shrinking and opening, the gap has shrunk to an extremely narrow level, and it is about to close at any moment.

Yuan Qinghang took a step and came to the front of the formation.

He stretched out his hand to hold Li Qinghong's hand, lowered his eyes: "Let's go."

Li Qinghong was both surprised and delighted: "Good!..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong force came from his arm, and he suddenly felt something bad in his heart, and turned his head suddenly, facing Shang Yuan Qing Hang Bo's flat eyes like a mirror.

"After you go out, remember to tell Aunt Hong and Uncle Ji." He said softly, "If I am lucky, I will go out to find them to fulfill my filial piety after 12 years."

Following this sentence, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Li Qinghong fiercely.

Li Qinghong was terrified, he couldn't help but flew into the eyes of the formation, he screamed and cried bitterly: "Young master brother don't want it, let's go together!..."

In the Ten Thousand Blades Tomb, on the edge of the Broken Soul Cliff, the air currents surged wildly, and the vertical eye flickered several times, and finally closed, and everything returned to calm.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the eye that opened once every 12 years, and slowly turned around.

Sure enough it will happen.

Even if you know the omen, even if you find it unbelievable.

In the dark, everything follows a fate that cannot be escaped or broken.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, he stared at the waterfall not far from him, saw the direction, and jumped down.

……

In a dense fog, Shang Lang held the "Zhi Yang" in his hand and turned around quickly.

Behind him, there was still a vast white mist, and he couldn't see his fingers.

There was silence all around, as if you were in a barren cemetery.His heart skipped a beat, he drew his sword in his hand, and swiped towards his side.

With a sound of "cang clang", the sword struck something hard and huge.

The sword edge quenched a little spark, fleeting.

With the faint light, Shang Lang finally saw part of the landscape around him clearly.

——The faint strange stone formations are scattered around, like silent giants, or ancient giant beasts.

Suddenly, a slight sword wind pierced through the air from behind, he quickly jumped out of the way, stretched out his hand, and was grabbing the wrist of the sneak attacking man.

He was about to fold hard, but suddenly saw the face clearly, he called out, and let go of his hand in a hurry: "Jiarong is that you?"

With reserved eyes and elegant clothes, it was Mu Jiarong who sneaked up behind him!

Mu Jiarong stared at him in astonishment, the "Lizhu" sword in his hand drooped limply, and shouted in embarrassment: "Who knew it was you? You are sneaky, I thought it was the enemy."

Shang Lang asked eagerly: "What's going on? Where is this?"

Mu Jiarong looked irritable: "I still want to ask you, after coming out of the Wanren Tomb, shouldn't you go to your Cangqiong Mountain?"

The exit formation of Wanren Tomb is connected to a teleportation formation, which goes directly to the fairy mountain in the Central Plains.

In the past few hundred years, the Cang Qiong faction has become very powerful, and the exit of the teleportation array has also been fine-tuned by Master Shu Zong. Now it should lead directly to the foot of Cang Qiong Mountain.

Shang Lang froze in place: "Then what's the situation now?"

Mu Jiarong pointed around: "Did you hear that?"

Shang Lang listened carefully and said blankly, "I can't hear anything."

"That's right." Mu Jiarong frowned, "There is a sound-proof formation here."

Shang Lang was shocked: "What?"

Mu Jiarong stepped back a few steps, and the thick fog immediately covered his figure, and his voice quickly became quieter.

Soon, his figure appeared again: "Did you find it? No matter how good your hearing is, you can't hear anything more than two or three feet away."

He said again: "It was like this when I came out, surrounded by thick fog and rock formations. The people behind should have all been teleported nearby."

Shang Lang was terrified, and his figure suddenly stopped.

None of the people who came out of the Ten Thousand Blade Tombs arrived at the intended location, but were sent to this inexplicable and dangerous place? !

Shang Lang held "Zhi Yang" tightly, and walked slowly forward vigilantly, saying, "How do you know that other people are there?"

Mu Jiarong followed him step by step, and said: "When I was bumping around, I once met a person from Baicaotang, and he was quite frightened. We just separated a short distance, and we couldn't hear each other immediately, so we separated .”

Shang Lang gave a "puchi" smile: "Are you really scared? Are you scared too?"

Mu Jiarong's face was flushed, and he said anxiously: "You still have the heart to joke? Don't you think this is too weird?"

He was the first to come out of the Ten Thousand Blade Tomb, and he encountered this unimaginable situation as soon as he came out.

Except for meeting someone on the way, the rest of the time was spent in silence and loneliness. Not only was the dense fog around me getting heavier, but the whole environment was like a dead graveyard.

He was getting more and more frightened, when he suddenly heard a faint noise nearby, he was afraid that the enemy was waiting in the dark, so he stabbed at the sound place with his sword.

Shang Lang stopped laughing, and his expression became a little dignified.

The two groped in the dense fog for a while, but still had no clue. There were boulders blocking the way from time to time. While trying to remember the direction, Shang Lang used the "Zhiyang" sword to carve marks on the passing boulders.

As more boulders passed by, the two became more and more frightened.

The placement of these weird stones is by no means random, but there is a strange pattern, not like a natural formation at all!

Not long after, another boulder stood in front of him.When the two of them looked at each other, their faces changed.

Under this stone, there is the mark that Shang Lang just carved!

Mu Jiarong stopped in frustration: "It really is a maze, the ghost hit the wall."

Shang Lang didn't dare to waste his energy walking around anymore, after thinking about it, he took out something from his storage bag: "I just brought one of these, let's try it."

He lit a flint and approached the fuse of the perfectly round black ball.

The sparks burned rapidly, and the thing suddenly flew high, making a loud and sharp noise, and straight into the clouds in the thick fog.

"Cloud Piercer?" Mu Jiarong blurted out.

Shang Lang raised his head and looked at the top of his head: "I hope someone can see it and is willing to gather here."

This cloud-piercing bomb is used for long-distance communication. Usually in a clear night sky, not only is the sound loud, but the light can be clearly seen for miles.

But this thing is rarely used at ordinary times, he only carries this one on his body, and he is not sure about releasing it now.

Although the power is huge, within this strange barrier, after rushing to a height of several feet, the screaming disappeared, and the flames were no longer visible.

The two waited anxiously in place, and finally, after a while, the first figure rushed out from the thick fog on the side.

"Eldest brother, woooooooo!...It's really you!" Ning Xiaozhou was covered in mud, fell down somewhere, and stretched out his arms to hug Shang Lang, "When I saw the cloud piercing bomb, I guessed it was the elder brother. You are nearby!"

Shang Lang grabbed him: "You alone? Where are the other brothers?"

Ning Xiaozhou wept bitterly: "How would I know? I stepped into this ghostly place when I came out of Wanren Tomb, and I couldn't find anyone everywhere. I thought I saw a ghost."

He turned his head and saw Mu Jiarong, overjoyed: "Oh, Mr. Mu, are you people from Shennong Valley here?"

Mu Jiarong's expression turned ugly: "I'm the only one."

The cloud piercing bullet is the secret signal for the Cangqiong sect to contact, and the situation is unknown now, so even if others saw it, they might not dare to come rashly.

Sure enough, after a while, several groups of people came over one after another, most of them were from the Cangqiong sect, and the scattered ones were mostly stragglers from other sects.

Shang Lang made a little inventory, and felt a little anxious.

There are exactly one hundred disciples of the immortal sect who came to Wanren Tomb.But now, there are less than 20 people gathered

"Eldest brother, senior brother Ning didn't come either?" Ning Xiaozhou looked around worriedly.

Shang Lang sighed: "Maybe it's too far away from here, so I didn't see the cloud piercing bullet."

Mu Jiarong murmured: "It's a pity that the Shuzong people didn't come. If they were there, maybe they could find the key."

Suddenly, a female voice resounded in everyone's ears, with a slightly cold, clear and sweet voice: "We have nothing to do."

Everyone was startled and jumped back one after another: "Who!"

Another voice sighed: "Don't be nervous, we just arrived too."

Two young men and women came out of the thick fog side by side. The man was chic and gentle, and the woman was cool and graceful. They turned out to be two people who had never met before.

Yu Wenli and Tantai Yun.

Shang Lang was overjoyed: "Oh, Mr. Yuwen, Miss Tantai, you two are here, that's great!"

Yu Wenli smiled wryly and said: "We also walked around for a long time, and we happened to meet, so we walked together for a while. I saw a fire in the distance, so I thought that instead of waiting, I might as well take a risk to see it. Fortunately, I came at the right time. "

Tan Taiyun said softly: "This ecstasy formation takes advantage of the natural terrain and has added ingenious workmanship. Mr. Yuwen and I observed all the way, but we couldn't find a way to break the formation."

Just as he was talking, there seemed to be some vague voice coming from afar.But everyone held their breath and listened again, but soon lost track again.

Yu Wenli pondered: "There may be others looking for it, but they lost their way when they got nearby."

Someone next to him took out a compass and shook it vigorously without giving up, but the pointer on the dial remained motionless strangely.

Yu Wenli shook his head: "I have already tried it, the geomagnetic disorder here, even the most powerful compass will fail."

Shang Lang said: "Young Master Yuwen, what do you think of this?"

Yu Wenli looked solemnly, and said word by word: "Obviously, the teleportation array at the exit of Wanren Tomb has been tampered with, and it was a big deal."