Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Ning Duo suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the side mountain wall.

The place where the killing intentions fell was covered by heavy vines on the mountain wall, but a gust of wind blew past, revealing something behind.

Like horizontal and vertical traces, carved on the rocks behind the vines!

Ning Duo pulled out the Sword of Repentance, and with a clear whistle, a snow-white figure rose from the ground.

The sword light criss-crossed, reflecting the cool sunlight in mid-air, sweeping across the boundless green on the upper mountain wall.

I don't know how many years the lush vines have grown in this small world, and they have long been entangled with the old trees on the cliff, intertwined and intertwined.

The sword light swept across, and the thick branches broke off one after another, and the broken branches and leaves scattered from the sky.

On the mountain wall, something was exposed.

It was a line of words engraved on the mountain wall. The writing was free and unrestrained, and it was deeply wedged into the hard rock. As Ning Duo continued to swing his sword in the air, the green vegetation on the mountain wall was finally completely removed.

A few lines of words suddenly appeared on the mountain.

"Cultivating magic for 28 years, the magic pill has been completed.

The demon knife has been tempered for many years, and it cuts a curved rainbow,

Originally created the secret of breaking gold, sweeping all the sects in the world.

Shakuhachi plays solo, sighing that there is no sound combination.

Across the world of immortals and demons, there is no chance to meet opponents.

Traveling alone in the Demon Realm today, I happened to enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades and saw the relics of ancient power. I am very happy and fortunate.

After wandering around for a long time, I forcibly grabbed a pair of evil-suppressing spirit bracelets, and my trip was worthwhile. "

In the last line, the inscription is even more wanton and scribbled, with the meaning of cutting and sharpness gushing out: "Mozong Yuan Zuoyi came here for a visit."

...Yuan Qing Hang looked up at the handwriting on the mountain wall, dumbfounded.

Yuan Zuoyi, his uncle also came here?

Calamity-suppressing spirit bracelet? ...

His heart moved, he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and looked at his wrist.

Sure enough, the bracelet that had been vibrating endlessly just now was more radiant and enthusiastic.

Ning Duo fell from the air, his white robe fluttering and falling beside him.

Yuanqing Hang raised the bracelet with a high gesture: "My uncle took it here at the beginning, it's called 'Suppressing Disaster'!"

Ning Duo raised his head, stared at the handwriting carefully, and nodded: "It should be so."

Yuan Qinghang murmured: "That is to say, my uncle got this bracelet. Later, for some reason, I gave one to your uncle. Then I wore it on you."

Ning Duo said softly, "Yes."

Yuan Qinghang looked up at the crazy handwriting on the mountain wall, and his heart was surging.

His uncle is too arrogant!

There must be a method of protection for the belongings left by the soaring celestial power. Ordinary people who want to take them away are afraid that if they are not careful, they will be backlashed.

Not only did his uncle get it, but he proudly said it was "taken by force", which is really extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Ning Duo looked up quietly with him, and sighed softly for a while: "He reached the highest level of the magic pill at the age of 28, which is really amazing."

Yuan Qinghang squinted at him: "What are you doing? You are a decent sect of immortals, and you are so respectful to a big devil. If your master hears it, I'm afraid he wants to break your legs directly."

Ning Duo said indifferently: "Foreign is formidable. Even if my master is around, he will not deny the enemy's accomplishments."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "You are almost as good. I see ten years later, maybe you will also be able to reach the golden elixir consummation."

He has always been open-minded and casual, but he was still angry just now, and now he has forgotten it. He looked at Ning Duo with such a smile, but his color was like a spring flower, and his eyes were lively.

Ning Duo glanced at him, then quickly lowered his eyelashes.

After being silent for a while, he said sadly, "When my uncle left the Sky Sect, he had already broken through to the highest level of the Golden Core."

Yuan Qinghang said: "Yes, if the two of them meet, they might be able to fight each other for a long time. Then, maybe they will cherish each other and feel that the other party is worthy of a confession."

Ning Duo nodded: "Your uncle is such an arrogant person, I guess ordinary people really can't catch his eyes."

The two of them fell silent at the same time, their hearts coincided with each other, and they were both strange.

Yuan Qinghang sighed, and said softly: "When my uncle walks here alone, he must feel a little lonely."

Although the words on the mountain wall stand proudly, the meaning of loneliness and regret in them also jumps out and rushes towards the face.

In the vast world, there is no confidant with the same realm, no one can fight heartily, and no one can keep up with him and play a duet with him.

Even if the Shakuhachi's sound destroys the world, who can reconcile?

Yuan Qinghang was in a daze, and couldn't help but think: Those rumors are probably fart and nonsense.What kind of evil, cruel, despicable and depraved... He is obviously such a proud person, how can he pretend to be so dirty in his heart?

Ning Duo was slightly lost in thought, looking at the sword in his hand.

Since approaching this place, Ying Huijian has been restless, but when he stood up and raised his sword to cut off those vines, the sword energy touched the blade left on the mountain wall, and Ying Huijian was even more excited.

Although the soul of the soldier possessed the sword not long ago, he was already connected by blood with Ning Wanfeng, and in the short time he spent with Ying Huijian, his mind had already been connected.

At this moment, an inexplicable emotion clearly spread to his heart, which seemed to be filled with endless joy and intimacy.

Ning Duo looked strange, and suddenly said: "You think Yinghuijian's sword soul is wandering on the west side of Zhisha Lake, but not in the middle of the lake, why?"

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the appearance of his Yinghui Sword eagerly moving. A thought popped up in his mind, and he also found it incredible: "You mean, it sensed a familiar aura here, so it unintentionally near here?"

Ning Duo nodded: "I think so."

Yuan Qinghang was dumbfounded.

No way, it's just the soul of a weapon, even if it inherits the master's previous preferences, how much obsession does it have?

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Yuan Qinghang suddenly thought of another thing, and shouted: "Ah! My uncle...he said that he came here by accident!"

Ning Duo turned to look at him: "So what?"

"Then he didn't take advantage of the opening of the formation, and he didn't grab the quota for entering the valley!" Yuan Qinghang was extremely excited, his eyes lit up.

Ning Duo's eyes lit up, "And he came in alone, and he stayed here for a long time."

When Yuan Zuoyi entered the valley, he was already at the perfect state of the magic pill. It is very likely that he accidentally discovered something special, opened it with his bare hands and entered this place, but he couldn't bring people with low cultivation levels in.

Otherwise, wouldn't the Demon Sect have been able to secretly send people in continuously looking for opportunities by relying on this new method?

The two looked at each other, their hearts beating faster at the same time.

Most importantly, how did he get out?

There must be other mysteries and weirdness in it!

Yuan Qinghang looked away from the mountain wall and swept forward.

The entire small world is not that big, at a glance, it is only a few miles around, with his current vision.At a glance, you can see everything.

The dark river in front of me came out of the mountain, turned into clear water, and merged into a green pool in front of me.

In front of the clear water, the waterfall poured down from a high place, and the snow-white water waves smashed into the pool water, arousing flying beads and splashing jade.

Except for the sound of the huge water falling in the distance, there are only silent green plants and those golden fish in the water in this small world. The noise and silence coexist, and the life and death coexist.

The two walked forward and reached the edge of Bitan.

The small golden fishes were swimming around and gathered on the shore, but not many of them swam to the opposite side of the pool.

Yuan Qinghang stood by the water, bent down to touch the water surface, and was shocked suddenly.

The water temperature is extremely cold, lower than that at the bottom of Zhisha Lake a few days ago!

But the water quality is so clear that you can vaguely see the bottom, and the water area is not big, which is completely incomparable with the vast and deep lake like Zhisha Lake.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there is anything special down there.

Beside, Ning Duo said slowly: "Although it is cold, there is no evil spirit."

Then there is only one possibility for this extremely low temperature and this heavy yin.

——There are things like soldier souls, which are dead things, but they are not considered evil.

The two circled around the pool, and after a while, they came to the side of the waterfall.

Looking at it from a close distance, the water seems to be falling straight from the sky, and the sound in the ear becomes more thrilling.

Through the curtains of water, one could see the mountain on the opposite side, which was extremely poor and dry. It was the Broken Soul Cliff they had reached before.

This is really the backside of the waterfall.

Yuan Qinghang held the brake plate of Xie Xie Zhi, bent down and submerged in the water.

The pointer that had been spinning wildly suddenly stopped, and slowly pointed straight to the center of the waterfall...

"What do you think?" Yuan Qinghang frowned.

Ning Duo stared at the huge waterfall, his clear eyes pierced through the snow-white fuzzy water curtain, and said briefly, "Go in."

Yuan Qinghang took a deep breath: "Get out of the way, I will try first"

Ning Duo said slowly, "You can't."

Yuan Qing said angrily: "Who do you say can't do it?"

Ning Duo said helplessly, "I don't despise you."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "I don't know who said 'I'm injured' just now, and who is begging for medicine pitifully. A patient who has just recovered from a serious injury was almost crushed into a meatloaf by the backlash of heaven. Where is it going?"

He turned and jumped forward onto a rock.

The reef has been washed by flowing water for many years, and it has already become extremely smooth. Yuan Qinghang stood carefully, and in the corner of his eyes, a figure in white clothes flew silently and stood on a reef beside him.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the huge waterfall that was close at hand.

The closer you get to the center, the more you feel a strange throbbing pressing down on your heart.

He secretly accumulated strength, tapped his toes, and rushed towards the center of the waterfall.

Huge water waves were right in front of my eyes, and my body staggered as if I had been hit by a heavy hammer as soon as I touched the falling water.

Seeing that he was about to be washed back by the water, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the strong wind swept from behind.

Ning Duo's long sword was impressively in his hand, with the sharp edge of the sword and the cool sunlight above his head, he cut straight down towards the majestic waterfall.

The Taotao water flow seemed to be cut off in the middle, and there was such a moment of stagnation.

This short moment is enough.

Yuanqing Hangfei rushed forward, and when the water flow was blocked at that moment, he passed through the waterfall like a spiritual bird and disappeared in an instant.

Ning Duo held the long sword in his hand and stared at the falling waterfall. Between the sky and the earth, the torrential water and the endless howling sound seemed to be the only one left.

Fortunately, this loneliness did not last long.

After a while, a familiar silver cable broke through the water and flew towards him. Yuan Qinghang's clear voice came faintly: "Catch it!"

Without hesitation, Ning Duo grabbed the silver cable with one hand, and a continuous force came, leading his body to fly forward.

The moment his body passed through the water, the shocking force of the waterfall fell from the sky, but the silver rope wrapped around his waist was suddenly tightened, forcing him to pass through the water curtain.

Ning Duo settled down with splashes all over his body.

A silence.

The surrounding area is a clear and empty place, with a smooth and simple sapphire floor, and a huge stone platform in the center. The white rocks stand tall, majestic and holy.

Although there are billowing water curtains around, it is as quiet as a cold tomb, without any hustle and bustle.

And in this boundless silence, Yin Qi is everywhere, and it is bitingly cold, making people feel chills all over their bodies.

Yuan Qinghang stood under the stone platform, drenched all over, with a strange look in his eyes.

And the needle of the brake disc in his hand is spinning crazily!

The Yinghui Sword in Ning Duo's hand suddenly trembled violently, almost as if it was about to come out of its sheath, screaming endlessly.

Looking up again, on the high platform, there are layers and layers of Yin Qi surging and escaping in all directions!

Yuan Qing Hang and Ning Duo glanced at each other, they both jumped up and plundered the high platform.

The toes landed on the ground, and the two of them saw the things on the high platform at a glance, and they were all shocked suddenly, and took a breath of air.

... bones.

Two skeletons!

One was lying upright on the ground, with a peaceful posture; while the other was leaning sideways, facing the corpse on the ground, as if it was still staring silently before death.

Both of them still had the clothes they had when they were alive. The corpse lying flat was dressed in white with a puddle of old blood on its chest; while the corpse sitting obliquely was dressed in black.

It's just that the black clothes are in tatters, and there are countless blood stains all over them.After so many years, it shows the tragedy of the master who was bathed in blood all over that year.

Yuan Qinghang stared blankly at the two corpses, turned his head, and was about to speak, but was taken aback.

——In Ning Duo's eyes, there was a faint sparkle.

I saw him walking forward slowly, and stopped for a long time in front of the white-clothed corpse.

When he looked back again, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Yuan Qinghang: "...this is my uncle's remains."

Yuan Qinghang's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "What?!"

Ning Duo silently raised the Yinghui Sword, and loosened his five fingers.

With a mournful and long cry, the sword suddenly flew forward, landed on the side of the corpse, turned its direction, and sent the hilt to the right side of the corpse.

The next moment, the wrist bones and phalanges of the corpse moved slightly and landed on the Yinghui Sword!

There are many bones, but it can still be seen that the owner of this corpse had ten slender fingers before his death. When he held the Yinggui Sword gently, it seemed that he never let go.

There is no doubt that the owner of this bone must be that genius swordsman and traitor of the Cang Qiong Sect who was once famous all over the world.

Ning Wanfeng, who died with a stigma on her back and whose bones were missing after her death...

Ning Duo lifted his skirt lightly, knelt down in front of Ning Wanfeng's remains, and silently kowtowed.

Before he got up, out of the corner of his eye, someone beside him knelt down silently.

It was Yuan Qinghang.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with Ning Duo, did not kowtow, but respectfully worshiped three times.

Ning Duo turned his head to look at Yuan Qinghang with dazed eyes: "You..."

Yuan Qinghang said softly: "You worship him because you are connected by blood, so you perform the ceremony of descendants; I worship him because you believe that he is a gentleman and magnanimous, worthy of my respect and admiration."

Ning Duo said softly: "But everyone said that he betrayed his mentor and sect first, and then betrayed the Yuan Sect Master who took him in."

His complexion gradually became agitated, and Qingyue's voice became hoarse: "Everyone can call him a wolf for ambition and despicable character!"

Looking at his red eyes, Yuan Qinghang felt inexplicably soft in his heart, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and lightly held his empty palm because Ying Huijian had dropped it.

Hands intersecting, I don't know whose palm is stronger, and whose palm is warmer.

The "Stop Disaster" bracelet was warm and warm, and when it touched the skin of the two people, it seemed to suddenly become a little hotter.

"Everyone in the world is very confused and stupid. What do you care about them?" His eyes were gentle and firm, "As long as you have a clear conscience, you can't care so much about your reputation before and after your life."

He pointed at himself and Ning Duo: "Besides, who said that everyone scolded him? We two, even if we don't know what happened back then, don't we still believe in him?"

Ning Duo's eyes were dim, and the light flashed.

After a long time, he looked down at Yuan Qinghang and the hand he was holding, and said: "If my uncle has knowledge under the spring, he will definitely like you very much."

Yuan Qinghang was startled, and suddenly let go of his hand quickly, only feeling that his face seemed to be on fire.

He suppressed the strange feeling that suddenly came up in his heart, pretended to be heartless, and said with a sideways glance: "It must! I have a good temper, handsome appearance, and a kind heart. Who wouldn't like it."

Ning Duo raised the corners of his lips slightly, stared at him, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

The two raised their heads together, and their eyes turned to another corpse.

Although he was just sitting obliquely, he still looked down on him with a murderous look, and his arrogance was still there

There is no need to ask for proof, both of them can be sure in their hearts who this person is.

It is said that in the final encirclement and suppression by the immortals, the former head of the Demon Sect died without leaving any bones.

Yuan Zuoyi.

The evil sycophant is cruel and murderous.During his lifetime, his cultivation was extremely high, and everyone in the immortal sect changed their expressions when they heard about it.

But now, it's just a pile of bones, hidden here with the person he valued the most during his lifetime, silent and silent.