Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

While chatting without saying a word, the two picked up the small fish picked up by Ning Duo and grilled them as usual. They sat side by side on the bank and ate them.

"Today seems to be higher than yesterday?" Yuan Qinghang raised his head and looked at the thunder waterfall in the distance.

Ning Duo nodded: "Not bad."

He looked at the dawn in the sky and asked, "Are you about to break through?"

Yuan Qinghang grinned and raised his chest: "Yeah, amazing, right?"

Ning Duo's eyes were gentle, and he said in a low voice, "Extremely fast."

Yuan Qinghang squinted at him: "It's no match for you. You can break through at any time, and you're struggling to suppress it."

Ning Duo looked calmly: "It will be tomorrow."

Yuan Qinghang sighed softly: "Okay."

The two of them lingered here for a few days, looking around, and they had already confirmed one thing.

When you leave here, you will be suppressed by the big formation everywhere; but as long as you are in this small world, you will be full of spiritual energy and vitality, and it will be easier to cultivate than outside.

The two of them only practiced in that quiet room at first, but after a while, they found another method that was more suitable for cultivation.

The waterfall outside, when you are in it, you are always under tremendous force. Not only do you have to fight hard, but you also have to find a way to remove the tenacity of the water, and you are always ready for battle.

Practicing here is like practicing long-distance running with sandbags several times your body weight. The longer you stay, the more you get used to the pressure.

Once he left the waterfall, his body was as light as a swallow, and his spiritual power was extremely smooth.

These days, the two of them discovered that they could use their strength to cooperate with each other, and they could often exert their combat power even more. They had nothing to do, so they practiced together in the waterfall every day.

The mountains are empty and there are no people inhabited. In this way, facing each other day by day, not only does it not feel lonely and boring, but it is more enjoyable.

But no matter how peaceful the years are, there will eventually be an end.

Some fragments of ancient spells found by Yuan Qinghang, after studying hard for a long time, not only benefited a lot, but also realized some space-time mental techniques.

When Yuan Zuoyi was in the Great Perfection Realm of the Demon Pill, he could force his way out through here. If the two of them were both in the mid-term Jindan Condensation Realm, they might not have no chance.

There is only one choice left for them now.

The two teamed up and broke through at the same time, using the huge fluctuations in spiritual power, tore open the eye of the formation that was one size smaller, and forcibly passed through!

Yuan Qinghang stared at the emerald pool water and the giant snow-white waterfall, and murmured, "Suddenly I feel reluctant to leave, what should I do?"

Ning Duo turned his head, his clear eyes reflected the sparkling water, and there seemed to be thousands of waves in his eyes.

He took a deep look at Yuan Qinghang, and said softly: "You can also stay for a few more years."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "Someone outside must be dying."

Whether it's Ning Duo's teacher, or Aunt Hong and Ji Banxia, ​​I'm afraid everyone is anxious and sad, how can they hide here like this, and let them have trouble day and night.

In addition, Ning Duo has forcibly delayed the breakthrough for too long. He always goes against the sky like this, and there are many hidden dangers.

Yuan Qinghang looked at Duoduo beside him, and threw another one over. The little guy jumped up and grabbed it in one bite.

He suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Ning Duo: "Oh, it seems we still have a bet?"

Ning Duo was holding a very thin wooden stick in his hand, with a few small fish strung on it, he was suddenly stunned when he heard this.

After a long while, he slowly bit down a piece of fish, and his mouth was vague: "What?"

"Hey, does your lord forget things a lot?" Yuan Qinghang patted his thigh, "The night before you leave, you are so righteous, you blow up the mountain alone?"

He picked up the little dream-making beast: "It was angry at you and hit me, and it sprayed on you, don't you remember?"

Ning Duo faced Chaoyang and said, "Oh."

"We made a bet at the time." Yuan Qinghang rubbed the back of Duoduo's neck, enjoying the furry feel comfortably, "I said you would have nightmares at night, and you said it liked you, and you would have sweet dreams."

Ning Duo lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, his long black eyelashes covered his eyes: "Yes."

Yuan Qinghang suddenly approached his face, and said seriously: "Exhale a lot, and there is nothing wrong with it. Tell me quickly, what dream did you have?"

Ning Duo didn't move, as if he didn't hear his words, he just chewed the grilled fish to himself.

I saw his handsome side face facing the rising sun, Ruyu's face shone with a ray of light, and there was a slight blush: "... I don't remember."

Yuan Qinghang stared at his face, suspicious: "Ning Xianjun, are you lying?"

How could you forget such an important bet.

Besides, the breath of the dream-creating beast can intervene deeply in people's sleep. As long as there is fear, desire, and desire, it will never be unaffected.

Ning Duo avoided his gaze: "It seems to be a dream... but I don't remember it clearly."

Yuan Qinghang cheered up: "I said there must be! Well, it's common to not remember dreams, but you always remember the atmosphere, right?"

He smiled teasingly, and said: "Come on, Ning Xianjun, tell me? Is it happy or scary?"

Ning Duo seemed to be dumb, and tightly closed his beautiful thin lips, without saying a word.

Yuan Qinghang became suspicious, and suddenly approached him, looking into his eyes: "Why do you look like a chaste woman? Is it difficult to say whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream?"

It's okay not to say this sentence, after hearing this sentence, Ning Duo suddenly stood up: "I'll catch some more fish."

Yuan Qinghang had quick hands and eyes, and grabbed his sleeve: "Don't go, it must be a nightmare, I won?"

Ning Duo flicked the scabbard in his hand, flicked his fingers away, turned around and left: "...Of course not."

Yuan Qinghang jumped up and called to his back: "Sweet dream?"

Ning snatched it away very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had already jumped onto the pond, his snow-white clothes fluttering in the breeze blowing on the water, like a Lingbo fairy.

He flicked the tip of his sword lightly, and flew the small golden fish to the shore. After a long time, a voice came from afar: "No."

Yuan Qinghang thought hard, and suddenly he felt blessed, and laughed triumphantly: "Understood, it must be a spring dream!"

In the distance, a huge wave suddenly surged on the water.

Someone seemed to have lost control of the Heaven-shattering Sword Intent suddenly, and the sword's momentum created a row of snow-white water waves on the water, shaking the ground and mountains.

……

In the quiet small world, two people sit facing each other, exhaling evenly,

The dense white water vapor was transpiring and hovering above Yuan Qinghang's head, and a wave of spiritual power collided in his limbs, like a galloping wild horse.

On the opposite side, Ning Duo originally closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, but felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, stretched out his wrist, and touched Yuan Qinghang's forehead with his index finger.

A huge and abundant spiritual power poured in continuously, and the surging spiritual power in Yuan Qinghang's body gradually stabilized and continuously gathered in the dantian.

In the dantian, a round golden elixir hangs in the air, only a few days ago it only showed a faint light gold.Now, with the scouring of surging spiritual power, a brilliant golden light is gradually appearing.

After a while, the golden core suddenly flew up, bursting out a blinding golden light.

The mid-term condensed reality has been completed!

Yuan Qinghang's spiritual power soared, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ning Duo.

Ning Duo nodded immediately, "It's fine."

Yuan Qinghang no longer hesitated and jumped up.

Not far away, on the white jade high platform, the surrounding golden runes are still floating in the air, swaying leisurely.

The white jade and black gold fan in Yuan Qinghang's hand unfolded "swish", and rolled in the air, and the remaining runes seemed to be attracted by something, and they all flew towards him.

Yuan Qinghang closed the fan bones and put all the rune fragments into the fan.

Without stopping, he jumped onto the high platform, took off the "Suppressing Disaster" bracelet on his wrist, pressed it on the circular groove, and twisted it hard.

The flat and smooth surface cracked, and the circular groove began to rotate and expand.

Just like last time, a vague turbulence suddenly rushed towards the face, and a vertical pupil-shaped vortex showed its embryonic form, constantly expanding!

"Go!" Yuan Qinghang snorted coldly, snatched back the bracelet, and flew towards the vortex.

Ning Duo's body followed like a shadow, and the two arrived at the edge of the vortex at the same time. Ning Duo had his long sword in his hand, and the Yuanqing Hang Baiyu Fan opened, and two terrifying forces burst out together, stabbing straight at the center of the vertical pupil.

Yuan Qinghang has just broken through the Realm Condensation Realm, and although his spiritual power is not stable, it is at its peak; while Ning Duo has already broken through in the early morning, and his realm is much more stable than him.

Before he entered the Ten Thousand Blades Tomb, he was able to break through at any time, but after he got here, he was forced to suppress it for a long time. Once he broke through the realm, the spiritual power in his body was like a flood that had been blocked for too long, just in need of a dam to burst out. .

The sword Qi of Yinghui Sword was fierce and majestic, and the white jade fan contained fragments of Zhanhong.

Looking at the faint thunder and lightning inside, feeling the unpredictable time and space, the two glanced at each other.

Yuan Qinghang smiled brightly: "If you don't succeed, you will be torn to pieces when you go in. Will you regret it?"

Ning Duo glanced at him lightly: "No."

After a pause, he added: "No way. Your uncle is only one person, and we are joining hands."

Yuan Qinghang cheered up and laughed loudly: "Yes, let's go together!"

The two of them stopped hesitating and poured all their spiritual power into the weapon with all their strength.

The vertical pupil was forcibly torn open by this terrifying force, and a faint formation eye finally appeared impressively!

The two figures jumped up at the same time, and jumped into the trembling eyes of the formation!

……

Surrounded by green hills and misty.

Amidst the scenery of lakes and mountains, suddenly waves surged into the sky, and the calm water surface seemed to be blown apart by something.

The two figures slammed into a huge body of water with a chaotic turbulent flow of time and space.

Yuan Qinghang was so weak that he almost collapsed and fell into the water.

Beside him, Ning Duo landed at the same time and caught him.

With the help of his arms, Yuan Qinghang stepped on the waves and floated up in the water, looking around.

There are green mountains and flat lakes like mirrors.

It is completely different from the Zhisha Lake in Wanrenzhong, the water waves here are gentle and soft, soft and clear.

Ning Duo took the Yinghui sword out of its sheath, and carried the two of them into the air.

Yuan Qinghang looked around, jumped up on the sword in ecstasy, couldn't help himself, and hugged the people around him: "Come out! We are finally out!"

There is no need to really stay in the lonely mountains and harsh waters for 12 years, and there is no need to scare relatives and teachers outside!

Ning Duo's body suddenly stiffened.

The sword under his feet trembled, and the figures of the two people also swayed.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "Well, I got my wish."

Yuan Qinghang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and let go of him abruptly.

The clothes of the two people were cut to pieces in the turbulent flow of the conveyance, and hung messily on their bodies. Yuan Qinghang's clothes were made of special material, which was more durable and could still roughly cover their bodies.

The one on Ning Duo was much more embarrassing.

Embracing each other so happily, skin to skin, Ning Duo's limbs can be vaguely felt cool, but his heart is hot.

Yuan Qinghang let go of his hand awkwardly, suppressing the strangeness in his heart, and raised his eyes to look around.

Not far away, there is a beautiful small island in the center of the lake, full of strange stones, the center of the island is high, and there is a small octagonal pavilion on it.

Looking from a distance, the octagonal pavilion is covered with a flower tree, and when it is in bloom, there is a sea of ​​pink and white fragrant snowflakes on the tree crown.

In the distance, the branches fluttered with the wind, and countless flowers swayed gently.

Ning Duoyu picked up his sword, and the two of them landed on the small island. Although they didn't speak, their hearts were agitated endlessly.

Yuan Qinghang shook the water droplets from his hair, and whispered: "Isn't this water area still connected to that waterfall?"

Ning Duo's voice was clear and deep: "No, the atmosphere here is completely different from that in the tomb."

indeed.

In the distance, there are flowing clouds in the Cangshan Mountains, and the sky is clear for thousands of miles. The small octagonal pavilion in front of you is beautiful in shape, and there are a few words on it: "Qingyunting".

Where is it still the small world I stay in these days, this is already a grand scene in the world outside!

"But where is this?" Yuan Qinghang stepped into the small pavilion and looked around.

Before Ning Duo could answer, his eyes suddenly focused: "Look there."

On the opposite side of Qingyun Court, a cluster of overlapping strange stones was suddenly divided into two halves, and the middle was neatly split, showing a huge knife mark!

The knife mark slashed obliquely, cutting the cluster of strange rocks into two sides. After being exposed to the wind and sun, the cut of the knife mark became smoother, but it also revealed the shocking power of the past.

The two looked at each other, vaguely guessing something in their hearts.

Yuan Qinghang walked over and gestured.

Sure enough, it was very similar to the carvings on the wall of the waterfall.

Ning Duo said: "The place where the teleportation formation came out remains the same. Back then when your uncle broke through the formation, he also landed here."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes suddenly became a little straight, he quickly walked around behind the chaotic rocks, and waved at Ning Duo: "Come and see!"

On the back of the stone, there is another same shocking sword mark!

The rocks collapsed, and the sword intent was mighty. Although many years have passed, I can already feel that monstrous vertical and horizontal intent.

Ning Duo's heart was shocked, he raised the sword of Yinggui, and stuck the sword mark.

Sure enough, they matched perfectly, even the slightest trace of sword intent matched extremely well.

Yuan Qinghang squinted his eyes, and suddenly said: "Tell me, could it be that your uncle is watching the moon and playing the flute alone here, but my uncle suddenly fell from the sky dripping with water, and chopped off with a demon knife. Ning Xian was taken aback when he grew up. The sword greets you?"

Ning Duo gave him a gentle look: "It's not impossible."

Yuan Qinghang laughed happily: "I'm talking nonsense! But the two of them have played against each other here, so there must be nothing wrong."

A gust of wind blows from the lake, sweeping the nameless flower trees on the pavilion, and countless petals rustle down, floating on the corners of the pavilion and the surrounding ground.

Like snow and waterfalls, gentle and quiet.

Yuan Qinghang gave a "tsk" sound: "If they are fighting, it is also blooming here, it will be very beautiful."

Whether it's the demon sword chopping the rainbow, or the sword of Yinghui, once it is out of its sheath to fight, it is afraid that the sea of ​​flowers will be like rain in an instant, like a dream.

Ning Duo said lightly: "Don't say it's a flower, I'm afraid there won't even be a single leaf left."

Yuan Qinghang gave him a blank look: "Ning Xianjun, you are really a sight."

Ning Duo stared at the two sword marks, and turned his head after a while: "There are guesses that don't spoil the scenery."

Yuanqing Hangda was very interested: "Oh, let's hear it?"

Ning Duoqing's shallow eyes seemed to have softened a little, and he said, "Maybe it was after the first battle that they hit it off, and once drank wine and watched the moon here."

Yuan Qinghang clapped his hands suddenly: "Oh, I like this one! Both of them have the same rhythm, maybe they really drank relative to each other in this small pavilion, and played a piece of flute and flute together."

The two of them coincided with each other, and they both thought of the few words they had heard in that inn when they were young.

Ning Wanfeng's "Suyue" flute is famous all over the world, and it has the reputation of "Shipping the birds when the silver edge is out of its sheath, and the Suyue blows through the cold peak". Yuan Zuoyi is also good at playing the shakuhachi. There are rumors that the eight sounds will destroy the world".

Although there was an extremely tragic and bloody storm between those two people, but before that?

Could it be that the first time we met was really on this night full of flowers and trees and a bright moon in the sky;

Yuan Zuoyi left a lonely and lonely heart on the cliff of the Wanren Tomb just now. Could it be that he met an opponent and a confidant here in a blink of an eye?

And when they first met, was there an ensemble that no one had heard of on the surface of this long-wave lake? ...