Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Tantai Minghao continued: "According to the memories of the juniors, when Ning Xiaoxian of the Sky Sect came up from the bottom of Duan Hun Cliff, he had a sudden attitude towards Li Qinghong. At that time, everyone didn't know why. Now thinking about it, maybe he is smart and vigilant. , I have already found out what is wrong with this person."

A surviving disciple from Lingxiao Palace had red eyes and choked with sobs: "It must be so. I asked Ning Xiaoxian if he had seen our senior brother, and his expression was very strange."

Tantai Minghao nodded: "Therefore, these two little devils deliberately stayed until the end, and it is very likely that they have poisoned Xiaoxianjun Ning."

He heaved a long sigh: "Even though Ning Xiaoxian is excellent in cultivation, he is pure in nature after all. If those two people suddenly join forces to plot against each other, I'm afraid it will be..."

Ning Cheng was on the side, suddenly there was a faint twitch of veins on his forehead, and he said sharply, "No way! Duo'er is a lucky man with his own destiny, and he will never fall like this!"

Tantai Minghao sighed: "But no one saw him appearing in the mist formation, and after counting the corpses, there was no trace of him."

Everyone didn't dare to answer, Tantai Minghao waited for a while, and then slowly said: "The people of the Demon Sect should have made a perfect plan in advance. First, secretly cast the poison in the mist formation, so that people will lose the ability to resist After the strength, Ji Banxia and the others showed up in the middle of the night and killed them."

Someone shouted angrily: "It must be so. First get rid of the most powerful Little Immortal Ningduo, Li Qinghong mingled among the crowd to control the situation, and Yuan Qinghang hid in the dark to help, such a vicious scheme, such a ruthless heart! "

"Yes! It was Li Qinghong who attacked Mr. Shang and Mr. Mu, and Mr. Yuwen has already testified to this. The one who killed Tantai Chao was Yuan Qinghang. You can tell from the scar on the fan bone on Tantai Chao's chest."

Amidst the excitement, suddenly, a weak voice whispered: "But, that Yuan Qinghang...he has never appeared before."

The young man who spoke was wearing a yellow shirt, with straight eyebrows, but his face was unspeakably gloomy. It was obvious that his injuries had not yet healed, and he was Li Ji, a disciple of Lingwu Hall.

He saw that everyone turned their heads to look at him, his sallow face was a bit embarrassed, he hesitated and said: "I'm not speaking for him, it's just, it's just that he has saved many lives in the competition before. Anyway, I don't think he looks like..."

His father suddenly stopped drinking from the side: "Okay, I was seriously injured by the monsters of the Mozong, and my cultivation base is regressed, but I still have to do it!"

"Mr. Li is really confused. At that time, if he wanted to win the quota of entering the valley, he naturally had to pretend to be a kind person." Someone shook his head immediately.

"That's right, don't say that those of you who are not deeply involved in the world were deceived, even Senior Yi Baiyi, wasn't he fooled around?"

"Fortunately, Senior Yi is still in seclusion, otherwise he would have vomited a mouthful of blood when he heard this?"

Li Ji's expression darkened, he lowered his head, not daring to speak out.

Chang Yuan'er was on the side, holding the wizened "Caichun" in her hand, with tears streaming down her face, she couldn't help muttering: "If you want to convict, you need at least some evidence, you can't just rely on your mouth."

She didn't dare to question it loudly, but when she said it out loud, the hall was suddenly quiet for a moment.

Yu Wenhan finally spoke again: "The devil of the Demon Sect is the murderer behind this killing, and there is no objection. But from the beginning to the end, the only murderers you saw were Ji Banxia and Li Qinghong. That Yuan Qinghang did not show up."

Mrs. Tantai looked at him in a trance, "Master Yuwen, you are an elder of Shuzong, why are you justifying that little devil like this?"

Yu Wenhan raised his brows angrily: "Who excused him? If there is any evidence that he participated in the killing of the people in Xianzong, this old man will be the first to kill him!"

Mrs. Tantai smiled bitterly: "Why, the fan bone scar on my Chaoer's chest is not evidence, what is evidence? Besides him using such a rare weapon, who else?"

Her eyes were hopeless and her voice was hoarse: "Your family's juniors are unharmed, it's good to stay out of the matter, but you can't help the Demon Sect like this. Isn't it from your Yuwen family who dare to die of love?..."

As if being hit hard, Yu Wenhan shook his body lightly, speechless in a daze.

As if recalling some sad past, he raised his head and murmured, "The one who died...wasn't from our family?"

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, as if he had suddenly aged a few years, and sighed miserably: "Madam Tantai, the pain of losing a son, the old man should have forgiven, but the old man was abrupt."

He said dejectedly: "My elders, I will take a step first. If you have any resolutions, ask Li'er to cooperate. If you contribute, the Yuwen family will never dare to resign."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, jumped out of the hall, and left just then.

In the hall, there was no sound.

It took a long time before someone sighed softly: "The pain of bereavement, why hasn't Mr. Yuwen experienced it?"

"Speaking of which, how did the eldest son of the Yuwen family die?"

"It's always been an unsolved case, right? No one in the outside world knows about it, and their own members of the Yuwen family also keep it secret."

"It's really a pity. Yuwen Muyun was as famous as Ning Wanfeng back then. He was known as 'Thundercraft, Bodhisattva's Heart'. If he didn't fall for no reason, he would be a generation of famous immortals now..."

"Shh, why are you mentioning that person again, and don't even look where this is."

The person who mentioned Ning Wanfeng shrank his neck in a hurry, and shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Ning Cheng stood in front of the hall with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't hear everyone's words, but Shang Lang behind him looked excited, as if he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth tightly.

Mu Anyang looked at Ning Cheng: "Master Ning, now that the truth has been clarified, what's next?"

Ning Cheng said coldly: "Of course it's a blood debt."

Following the words, he slapped his palms, and a disciple of Cang Qiong sent three people up from outside the hall.

All of them were wearing the gray robes of the Demon Sect, their bodies were covered with wounds, dripping with blood, and their limbs were all tied with spiritual chains.

"The demon sect monsters were caught outside the fog formation that day." He had a stern face, "After Ji Banxia led his subordinates to withdraw, he even dared to arrange some eyeliner to stay."

He turned to Tantai Minghao: "Thanks to the carefulness of Patriarch Tantai, he discovered their hiding formation from clues and caught them all at once."

Tantai Minghao said: "Ji Banxia always likes to keep a backup, I guessed a little bit in advance."

Someone beside him praised: "As expected of being a master of magic arts, Patriarch Tantai has studied the enemy so thoroughly."

Tantai Minghao suddenly closed his mouth.

A few members of the Demon Sect stood there, looking aggressive, and a man in the head spat: "Bah, what kind of magic masters, it's just something that is not worthy of lifting our right guard's shoes!"

Tantai Minghao raised his eyes and glanced at that person lightly: "Do you not want to live?"

The man suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at him: "If it falls into the hands of you people, who would wish to survive?"

He was standing very close to Tantai Minghao, so suddenly he was desperate to attack, Tantai Minghao rolled up his long blue sleeves, and threw the bloody phlegm to the ground, but the sporadic blood foam did not escape, and his face was slightly stained.

He stretched out his palm, and a blood-red talisman flew out, hitting the man's face.

A sharp light flashed, and a cloud of blood mist exploded with a "bang", the whole head of the Mozong man was blown apart, his body swayed, and he fell down.

More blood fell on Tantai Minghao's face, and he raised his hand casually to wipe off the stains on his face.

Several female cultivators standing nearby screamed, their faces turned pale with fright, and they stepped back a few steps.

Tantai Minghao usually looked amicable, but this sudden violent killing was cold and fast. Many people had never seen him make a move, and they were all shocked.

The Patriarch of the Tantai family had always been physically weak when he was young, and the outside world said that he was kind and flexible, but he did not expect that once he made a move, he would be decisive and merciless.

Ning Cheng said indifferently: "The monsters of the Demon Sect are indeed all surly, and death is not a pity."

He looked at the remaining two people: "What did Ji Banxia tell you to look for in the fog formation? Tell the truth."

One of them hissed: "I didn't look for anything, just to see if you are dead or not!"

Ning Cheng said coldly: "You also want to seek your own death?"

The man laughed wildly: "My family was killed by your people in the war 20 years ago. I died sooner and later, what difference does it make?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Chen Feng's long sword not far away suddenly shot out and swiped away.

A few feet away, vertical and horizontal sword energy flashed, and a line of blood suddenly emerged from the waist of the person who spoke. The next moment, his body was directly broken in two, and he fell down with a "plop".

"Since there is no difference, why bother to live." Chen Feng said coldly.

The last one left was a young man with blood stains all over his body. Seeing his two companions die violently, his eyes were red: "If you kill us, Guardian Ji will definitely come back and kill us ten times and a hundred times more."

His face is still young, and although his voice is loud, there is a slight tremolo. I don't know if it's grief or fear.

Ning Cheng stared at him with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

With a sway of his figure, he opened his palm and pressed it heavily on the young man's forehead, and a domineering spiritual force penetrated directly.

"If you don't speak, do you think you can't force it out?" He said.

The boy's face twisted in an instant, his eyes protruded, and he was obviously enduring great pain.

The people around were all shocked: Soul Search method!

Sect head Ning personally took action, can this young Demon Sect boy bear it?

Sure enough, after a while, the young man let out a long and shrill cry, his temples jumped violently, and suddenly a gust of blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

Ning Cheng closed his eyes to feel it, and his expression was calm. After a long time, he slowly retracted his palm.

The boy's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground without a sound.

In a moment, blood flowed all over the hall, and three corpses were lying on the spot.

Chen Feng frowned and looked at Ning Cheng: "Master Ning, what do you see?"

Ning Cheng said lightly: "The souls have been searched, and they followed Ji Banxia's order to search for survivors in the formation and continue to slaughter."

He looked up at the crowd: "Sovereign masters, what do you say next?"

Chen Feng's sword tip was still dripping with blood, and he said solemnly: "Blood debt is paid in blood, each sect sends people out to search for the traces of the Demon Sect, and if they see it, just kill them."

Ning Cheng nodded: "If you encounter Ji Banxia and Li Hongling, don't be in a hurry to make a move. After exchanging information and mobilizing more people, we will attack together."

Tantai Minghao suddenly added in a gloomy way: "If anyone encounters that Yuan Qinghang, please capture him alive, even if he is disabled. If you send it to our Tantai family, you will be thanked. I hope all the immortals will help you!"

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"boom"!

In the silent world, a row of iridescent lights shot out, shooting towards the Wanzhang Waterfall ahead.

The water flow was like a giant hammer, continuously smashing down, a figure jumped into the water flow, and under the huge momentum, his body suddenly fell down.

But after only falling for a moment, his figure stabilized, and with a flick of his wrist, he struck out a talisman in the huge waves.

The golden light of the talisman seals flows, and several rainbow lights emitted by the white jade fan intersect and reflect each other, dividing the water flow into several sections.

His nimble figure shuttled through the disconnected water curtain, moved around, and went straight up against the current.

Under the majesty of the heavens and the earth, in the huge waves, not only did he not get washed down, but he actually climbed higher and higher in the waterfall step by step, like climbing an invisible ladder!

But when his strength finally ran out, he rose several tens of feet in the current, his body swayed, and he finally tumbled and fell straight down.

At this moment, a stream of water was like the tide of the sea, from thin to thick, rolling in instantly, supporting him from below.

A figure in white clothes flashed into the waterfall, and the long sword in his hand let out a clear and long howl. The sword was like a rainbow, breaking through the ten thousand feet of water above Yuan Qinghang's head.

Yuan Qinghang's pressure suddenly eased, and he jumped up quickly by borrowing his strength.

Ning Duo's figure followed him like a shadow, soaring up in the water side by side with him, and after riding the waves for a while, Ning Duo swayed, and was also hit by an undercurrent beside him.

Yuan Qinghang had quick hands and eyes, and pressed down the handle of the white jade fan to help him block the turbulent water flow. Ning Duo seized this chance and quickly escaped from the water pressure.

Leveraging on each other, the two of them braved the huge waves, rose alternately, and went against the current.

I don't know how long it took before I was exhausted at the same time, and at the same time lost my strength, I was wrapped by the huge waves and fell straight down.

When they were about to fall to the surface of the water, both of them held the spiritual power in their dantians, and their bodies sank suddenly, reducing the momentum of their fall.

Facing the morning sun in the east, two vigorous figures, one black and one white, pierced straight into the water like two sharp arrows.

Under the water waves, a group of small golden fishes were startled, their tails swung, and they swam lively and scattered, bringing up pieces of golden shadows.

The Yuanqing Hang white jade fan flicked gently under the water, and the invisible sound wave spread out in a faint fan shape with fierce murderous intent.

Under this fan, the little golden fishes suddenly convulsed and jumped out of the water indiscriminately.

A scorching sword intent immediately broke out of the water, like a thousand peach blossoms falling, or like a thousand rays of light spreading. Where the sword tip fell, countless startled little fish were picked up and flew to the shore.

Yuan Qinghang jumped out from under the water, and the golden ring that tied the hair was shining in the wet black hair, mixed with countless golden fishes around him, it was really beautiful.

He flew ashore on the water waves, shook the water droplets in his hair, and released the little dream-making beast from the storage bag: "Duo Duo, go!"

The little thing happily jumped down to the ground, grabbed a fainted little fish with its chubby paws, and ate it happily.

The sword light dissipated in the air, and Ning Duo landed lightly on the shore.

He looked at the little thing: "Why are you a little fatter?"

Yuan Qinghang turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Aren't you too?"

When he just fell off the cliff, he was seriously injured, and Ning Duo lost weight visibly to the naked eye.

But after several months of recuperation, coupled with the fact that the spiritual power in this small world is not suppressed, and it is no longer dark and oppressive like the underground river, Ning Duo has recently regained his original stature apparently.

Ning Duo looked down at himself: "Is there any?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled and brought his face closer, dripping water on his wet cheeks, and looked at him seriously from top to bottom: "No, it's just right if you're neither fat nor thin. Adding one cent is too long, and subtracting it is too long." One point is too short; powder is too white, Shizhu is too red."

Ning Duo glanced at him lightly, with a strange expression on his face: "Have you said this kind of praise to women many times to the female cultivators of the fairy sect? So familiar."

Yuan Qinghang said confidently: "Absolutely not. How can others be worthy?"

Ning Duo pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

I don't know if it's because he's thin-skinned and doesn't know how to answer, or because he's heard too much nonsense these days, and he's already used to it.

Yuan Qinghang looked at his white porcelain face facing the morning sun, like a beautiful jade reflecting the clouds, suddenly felt itchy in his heart, and whispered: "Xiao Qijun, has no one said that you are good-looking?"

Ning Duo gave him a light glance: "Not really."

Yuan Qinghang asked strangely: "Hey, are they all blind? Ah, I see, it must be your iceberg face, which scares the girls so much that they dare not speak."

Ning Duo raised his head, turned his clear eyes on his face, and said calmly: "The road of cultivating immortals should be quiet and ascetic, why are you always thinking about girls?"

Yuan Qinghang raised his eyebrows, and said with a high air: "Who wants to take the road of cultivating immortals, what's the good of being pure and ascetic? According to me, food is much more delicious than panacea, and stunning beauties are more pleasing to the eye than sword manual cheats."

Ning Duo stared at him: "Don't you want to have a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and reach the ultimate realm?"

Yuan Qinghang slapped a fan fast, black hair fluttering in front of his forehead: "No! I just think that the people around me are free from illness and disaster, and everyone loves each other. Hehe, isn't this better than anything else?"

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