Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

I always feel that something is wrong, and I always feel that many details are not right.

A total of dozens of Xianmen disciples died, including Tan Taichao and Chen Qiyou from the Hall of Lingxiao who could be regarded as the pillars of the sect.

No... Chen Qiyou didn't die in the mist formation, he died directly under Li Qinghong's hands, in the Tomb of Thousand Blades.

In other words, those who died were all disciples with poor cultivation, like Shang Lang, Mu Jiarong, and even Li Ji, who were only seriously injured.

It seems that the strikers are treated equally, and the strength of a sword is roughly the same.As a result, those with a deeper cultivation base survived.

So it was Aunt Hong who poisoned and Uncle Ji who killed?

It's hard to distinguish people in the dark, so it's reasonable not to make up for those disciples with high cultivation.

But why, Tantai Chao is an exception, with two sword wounds on his body?

If it was Ji Banxia who made the move, why would he specifically target the younger generation of the Tantai family?

According to his understanding, the Tantai family was just one of the participants in the bloody battle 20 years ago, and the leader was the mighty Sky Sect.

If it was really for revenge, why was it Tantaichao who killed Shang Lang, the head disciple of the Cangqiong Sect?

Although these things are hard to figure out, why did Ning Duo not show up, and why did the map he gave him fall into Yu Wenli's hands?

Will Ning Duo be okay? ...

Time passed by little by little, and before you knew it, several hours had passed.

Dozens of thin candles were originally burning in the room, but now they are gradually burning out. The guards outside probably don't bother to care about such trivial matters, and no one comes in to replace them in time.

With a sound of "puchi", the last candle finally burned out, emitting a wisp of smoke, and the room fell into darkness.

Yuan Qinghang's eyes suddenly opened.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a hair-thin golden thread quietly slipped out from between the small nails.

With a light touch, the silk thread became straight and hard, taking the shape of a golden needle, just like the gold thread on his white jade and black gold fan.

He raised his finger with difficulty, aimed at the dry position in the octagonal formation, and shot out the golden needle.

In the dark night, the small golden needle hit the center of the stem, sparks flashed, and the power of the formation suddenly weakened a bit.

He carefully curled up his fingers, and the filament flew back to his palm as if it had a spirituality.

The next moment, the gold wire flew out again and hit the ridge.

After a while, the octagonal hexagrams were broken one by one, and the power of distress in the whole room was suddenly lightened by more than half. The central column lacked auxiliary support, and the power of yin and cold was also weakened by a bit.

Yuan Qinghang held his breath, and slowly moved his stiff fingers away. With a few "clicks", his wrist bone shrank a bit. Enduring the severe pain caused by the instant bone shrinkage, one hand finally got out of the confinement talisman. out.

With one hand free, the rest is much easier.

He raised his hand and bit his middle finger, and quickly drew a few runes in the air. The runes had no paper to rely on, but still spontaneously ignited without fire, and quickly pasted Yuan Qinghang's ankle.

As the ghost fire burned, the chain of spiritual power broke several links in an instant, and when it continued to burn, suddenly, there was a sound from the outer door.

The secret door opened slowly, and Mrs. Tantai's cold and beautiful face appeared at the door.

Yuan Qinghang groaned in his heart, hurriedly lowered his hands, and secretly extinguished the talisman fire, pretending to wake up from a big dream, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Madame Tantai?"

Mrs. Tantai approached step by step, the dagger in her hand gleamed with a dark and cold light.

Before Yuan Qinghang could speak, she suddenly raised her hand and threw out a talisman paper, sealing Yuan Qinghang's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, she jumped up and held Yuan Qinghang's throat with a knife, with a dazed expression: "My husband said that he will not kill you for the time being, but I can't sleep after thinking about it."

Yuan Qinghang: "Woooo—"

Mrs. Tantai looked at him in a daze: "Are you afraid? When my Chao'er died, the blood flowed out. Are you as afraid as you are?...Don't be afraid, I will put your blood on Chao'er's Let it dry in front of the coffin, and I will give you a good time."

Coffin?

Yuan Qinghang suddenly fell silent and stared at her silently.

Mrs. Tantai swung the dagger, cut off the spirit lock on Yuan Qinghang's body, untied him from the column, held him horizontally, turned and went out the door.

The two disciples guarding outside were already lying on the ground, unconscious, apparently knocked unconscious by her unpreparedness.

It was getting dark outside and everyone was asleep.

The moon had already hidden in the clouds at some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the night wind was cold, blowing the white flags and red lanterns along the road, making it even more gloomy and gloomy.

Although Mrs. Tantai looks delicate and beautiful, she is also a cultivator after all, so it is effortless to hold Yuan Qinghang hostage.

After three detours and two detours, they came to a side hall at the end of the palace.

Kicking open the door of the palace, she pushed Yuan Qinghang into the door.

"Chao'er, Mother has brought your murderer. Wait for Mother to avenge you." She murmured.

Yuan Qinghang raised his head and stared at the things in the center of the side hall.

White silk fluttered around, the sacrificial candles danced and burned, yellow and white chrysanthemums were piled up layer by layer, and in the middle was a dark and exquisite coffin.

In front of the coffin, Tantai Chao's name and taboo tablet was impressively placed on it!

Mrs. Tantai dragged Yuan Qinghang who was on the ground and fell in front of the coffin.

With a dazed expression, she raised the short knife and stabbed Yuan Qinghang in the heart: "Go now."

At this moment, Yuan Qinghang, whose body was originally stiff, suddenly raised a hand.

A thin golden thread swirled around Mrs. Tantai's knife-holding wrist, and the short knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Before she could cry out in surprise, Yuan Qinghang swiped his fingers quickly, and hit a five-star in the air, mixed with a few drops of blood from his fingertips, and hit Mrs. Tantai's face directly.

In the dungeon just now, he was already half out of trouble. Along the way, he kept silent and had already secretly released the restraint on his lower body.

Mrs. Tantai usually stays at home, she hardly understands the world, and has very little actual combat experience.

Her face was covered by the five-star rune, her vision suddenly became blurred, and she fell straight to the ground with a "gudong".

Yuan Qinghang took off the sealing talisman on his mouth, put two fingers together, and touched Mrs. Tantai's side neck: "I offended you, please be quiet for a while."

Mrs. Tantai's voice was silenced by him, her eyes seemed to burst into flames, pain and remorse at the same time.

Yuan Qinghang sighed, carefully helped her up, and sat leaning against a pillar on the side: "Mrs. Tantai, I can completely understand that a mother wants to avenge her dead child. If it were me, I would do my best." Do your best to make the enemy pay in blood. But before that, you must find out the truth about your son's death."

He looked solemn: "If your son's body has not been buried yet, I dare to check it out, and I hope you can understand, madam."

Mrs. Tantai's wonderful eyes widened instantly, and hatred filled her entire eye sockets.

Yuan Qinghang was so heartless that he stopped looking at her and turned around to come to the coffin.

The wood of the coffin is precious, in the dark and gloomy wood, there is a little bit of golden texture, which feels cool to the touch.

Yuan Qinghang grabbed the upper edge of the coffin lid and lifted it vigorously.

It was extremely heavy, but it was not nailed to death. With his strength, the coffin lid slowly moved away.

Tantai's extremely pale face was revealed.

……

He was also a handsome young talent before his death, but now lying here, although he is accompanied by precious antiseptic medicinal materials, it will not rot and damage, and his face has already faintly covered with pale and white corpse spots.

Beside him, a sharp sword was quietly placed beside him, with a faint cold light and extremely lonely.

It was the "Fu Hu" sword that Yuan Qinghang helped him subdue.

Although Yuan Qinghang didn't have a good impression of him, but when he left the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades, this man specially sent a elixir to thank him. Who would have thought that when we met again, there would be such a coffin.

He bowed deeply at Tan Taichao's body, and said silently in his heart: "Brother Tantai, it is really helpless to offend and disturb you. You have knowledge in the spring, so you know that I didn't kill you. If there is a soul, please give me some enlightenment , help me find the murderer as soon as possible."

He stretched out his hand cautiously, and unbuttoned the button of the shroud on Tantai Chao's chest.

Beside the corpse were not only antiseptic herbs, but also ice cubes. When Yuan Qinghang's fingers touched the chest of the corpse, he felt extraordinarily cold.

The placket was opened, revealing the chest.The corpse was well preserved, and the wound was cleansed, with no blood stains.

A deep wound with visible bone was clearly on the heart.

Apart from this wound, there was no other obvious trauma, except for a few fan-shaped bruises on his chest, which was exactly the one hit by Yuan Qinghang under Zhisha Lake.

Yuan Qinghang bent down, his eyes focused on the wound.

After a while, he took the golden thread in his hand and poured spiritual power into it, and the thread immediately became hard and straight.

Holding it to open the wound, sure enough, it looks like a wound on the outside, but there are two torn holes inside.

If it weren't for Mu Anyang, the autopsy's sharp eyes, it would be difficult for ordinary people to discover this suspicious point.

Suddenly, the corner of Yuan Qinghang's eyes twitched.

The golden needle in his hand suddenly softened!

This is not a silver needle, and this symptom is not poisonous, but infected by abnormal evil.

With a jump in his heart, he stretched out his finger, and gently touched the wound. Immediately, a very subtle evil spirit climbed up his finger, as if it was about to invade his palm.

Yuan Qinghang's expression was dignified, and he forced back the aura forcefully, his mind changed sharply.

The person has been dead for so long, although the evil and resentment on the wound is very weak, it is still like a gangrene, and has not completely dissipated.

It looked like it was written by Mozong.Could it be Li Qinghong?

This kind of stab wound can be said to be a sword mark, but it is also very similar to a dagger wound.

Among the people at the scene, only the "Tu Ling" held by Li Qinghong was evil, and if he mended it, it seemed very likely.

But does Li Qinghong have such great malice towards Tantai Chao?

Even Mu Jiarong, whom he hated so much, only got another slash on the face, and didn't make it up again on the heart.

Then why, he would specifically attack Tantai Chaochao? ...

There is always a strange feeling in my heart, as if something has been ignored by him and is hiding in a secret place.

While his mind was in a mess, he saw Mrs. Tantai next to him, and for some reason, an idea came to his mind.

Mrs. Tantai always looks very familiar.

It's not because she resembles Tantai Yun, but she seems to have seen her somewhere before.

This is really weird, if he really saw such a beautiful woman, how could he not remember it?

He was thinking wildly when suddenly, in the silent night, there were slight footsteps in the distance.

Listening to the direction, it seems to be coming here!

Yuan Qinghang was startled, and hurriedly took out his hand from the coffin, and with both arms, he closed the coffin lid.

He rushed over, dragged Mrs. Tantai, and hurriedly hid behind the heavy white curtains by the window.

"Madam Tantai, please be patient." He casually added a fixation formula on Madam Tantai, and whispered apologetically, "I have to hide for a while."

Mrs. Tantai stared at him, her eyes seemed to want to eat him alive.

The door of the side hall "squeaked" open, and in the dark night, two figures stepped in.

Seeing through the gap in the white mourning veil, Yuan Qinghang was startled.

The male is tall and tall, while the female has a sad face, both are dressed in white, but they are Yu Wenli and Tantai Yun.

Tantaiyun led Yuwenli, and the two stood still in front of the coffin and the coffin in the middle, Tantaiyun said in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Yuwen, for coming to worship."

Yu Wenli took three sticks of incense sticks from the side, lit them himself, and bowed respectfully in front of the spiritual tablet three times.

He inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner in front of the coffin, and then sighed faintly.

"I inhaled the poisonous mist in the mist formation. Afterwards, the body remained poisonous. It took a while to recover. Therefore, it is not surprising that I did not come to express my condolences in time."

Tan Taiyun's eyes were red: "Young Master Yuwen has a heart, and I can't thank you enough. Although my elder brother didn't have a close relationship with the young master before his death, he still has great admiration for the young master in his heart."

Yuan Qinghang held his breath and thought to himself: "This is nonsense. Tan Taichao is afraid that he will be jealous and hate this outstanding person in his generation."

Yu Wenli was silent for a moment, and said in a harmonious voice: "Miss Tantai has also been poisoned, how are you recovering now?"

Tantaiyun lowered her head: "Thank you, Mr. Yuwen, for your concern. After being rescued by the elders of Xianzong who rushed to help, he took the detoxification medicine in time, so there is no major hindrance."

Yu Wenli breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really great. That day I thought about going to save someone again and leaving the girl alone. Although I set up a shield around you, Ji Banxia's devil is already powerful. If you pass by and find out, wouldn't it harm Miss Tantai?"

He smiled wryly: "Every time I think about it afterwards, I'm in a cold sweat."

Tantaiyun turned sideways, didn't look at him, and gave a salute: "Mr. Yuwen rescued him out of righteousness, great kindness, little girl...hasn't thanked him in person yet."

The candlelight in the mourning hall was dim, and the moonlight outside the window was already hidden in the dark clouds. She looked haggard, but there was a faint blush on her face.

Yuan Qinghang stared at the window, facing her face, and his heart moved quietly: "Miss Tantai is usually cold and arrogant, but she is very shy towards Yu Wenli."

Yu Wenli hastily returned a salute: "Miss Tantai, don't be too polite. It's a little effort, and I feel very ashamed, and I can't really help you."

Tantaiyun's face turned redder, and her voice was lower: "In that case, fleeing with others is a burden, and it might cost your own life. Mr. Yuwen has a big heart, and he doesn't care about the daily life of the two families..."

She stopped, not to speak any more.

Yu Wenli smiled wryly: "The rift between sects has nothing to do with us juniors."

He paused, and then said: "In the Grand Competition of Shuzong, Miss Tantai...and Brother Ling have always admired you for their demeanor and knowledge. If it wasn't for the difference in sect, I might not be able to become sympathetic with your brother and sister friend."

Tantaiyun said softly: "Mr. Yuwen's skill attainment is even more powerful... All fellow art sects are also sincerely admired."

Yu Wenli stood there, his slender figure reflected on the ground, a little inexplicably desolate.

He said lightly: "Really? I thought everyone was mocking behind their backs. The descendants of the Yuwen family are in vain, but their backgrounds are unknown and their identities are embarrassing."

Tantaiyun raised her head suddenly, and said anxiously: "Young Master Yuwen, don't pay attention to those things! If you are a tree, you will be jealous and slander, so why do you bother with outsiders' gossip?"

Yu Wenli was silent, and said in a harmonious voice for a long time: "Miss Tantai has always been so kind, with kind thoughts in her heart."

Tantai Yun's face turned even redder: "Young Master Yuwen is absurd."

Yu Wenli shook his head, and said quietly: "I'm speaking from the heart. I still remember being taken home by my grandfather when I was young, and I felt uneasy and frightened when I was a stranger everywhere. My grandfather took me to meet the elders of Xianmen and make friends with my peers. I was also always out of place, silent and scared.”

Tantai Yun was startled: "Ah...is that so?"

Yuan Qinghang hid behind the curtain, secretly complaining: "These two people have finished worshiping, why don't they leave quickly, chattering, what are you chatting about?"

Yu Wenli said: "Yes. I know those people look down on me, and they don't want to play with them. Once I was hiding behind a rock, and I heard a group of Shuzong little immortals playing outside, as if they were competing in some kind of spells. "

"I don't know why, just casually talking about me, and a proud young man said: It's a pity that the newcomer from Yuwen's family is not here, otherwise you can ask him to pretend to be a spirit beast and ride it for us. A group of people next to him burst into laughter, and Some people say: That’s not okay, the elders will scold you.”

"I hid there, angry and bewildered, only to hear another voice saying; don't be afraid, I heard that he was picked up from the side of the road, maybe it is the flesh and blood of Yuwen's family."

The moonlight outside the window was getting darker, and the dark clouds rolled over the treetops, Yuan Qinghang held his breath, feeling vaguely strange in his heart.

It is said that Yu Wenli's background is unclear, but at any rate, Mr. Yuwen took him home in person. What kind of background is it that makes him the laughing stock of Xianzong?

Only Tantai Yun said in a low voice: "Young children are ignorant. Although Mr. Yuwen was just learning the law at that time, he has already shown outstanding talent, which is hard to envy."

Yu Wenli didn't answer this sentence, and continued in a flat voice: "There was constant laughter outside, and I was so angry that I was shaking all over, I wanted to rush out and fight, but I thought that I would not be able to fight, and it would only cause more humiliation, so I hesitated dare not."

Yuan Qinghang listened silently, although he hated Yu Wenli to the point of itching his teeth, but felt that he was pitiful inexplicably in his heart.

He didn't usually pay attention to the private affairs and gossip of these fairy sects. He only thought that Yu Wenli had a great scenery and talent, but he didn't expect such a rough life behind him.

Yu Wenli said again: "At that moment, a girl's voice suddenly said unhappily; Brother, if you continue to talk nonsense like this, I will go back and tell my mother to see how she punishes you."

"Looking through the cracks in the mountain rocks, it is a little girl in a royal blue dress, carved with powder and jade, like ice and snow, with an eight-treasure wreath on her chest, full of agate spirit stones, shining brightly in front of my eyes."

Tantai Yun was startled, her face was a bit embarrassed: "My mother doesn't like wearing pink clothes, but she likes to wear these for me. When I was young, people often said that the entire jewelry storehouse of the Tantai family is piled up on me."

Yu Wenli lost his mind for a while, and then said quietly: "Mrs. Tantai has a good name. When she was not married, she was famous in the fairy family for her profound knowledge, her quality and her heart. She also loves and gentles her children in every possible way. It is really amazing. envious."

Tantai Yun said embarrassingly: "When I grow up, I despise these burdens, so she calmed down a bit."

Yu Wenli smiled slightly: "Miss Tantai is equally good-looking whether she is covered in pearls or jade, or plain and clean."

Tantai Yun's face was flushed, and she twisted her fingers silently.

Yu Wenli said again: "Then, your brother didn't seem convinced, said; I'm not talking nonsense, everyone said that the kid's mother was very lowly, and she died! You were even more angry at that time, frowning and saying; It’s very pitiful for someone to lose their mother. You guys talk about people behind your back like this, you are not upbringing at all. The group of children probably also felt ashamed, so they dispersed in an embarrassing manner.”

Tantai Yun blushed even more: "Was I so fierce when I was young? I don't remember anymore."

Yu Wenli bowed lightly, with a respectful expression: "Over the past ten years, I have always remembered it, and have never forgotten it."