Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

After Li Hongling returned to the Mozong, she drove Gu Yu away, saying that the Mozong would not keep her anymore and told her to do what she wanted.

Gu Yu was used to serving Li Qinghong since she was a child, so sending her away like this meant that she was asked to follow Li Qinghong and continue to take care of her. After Gu Yu bid farewell with tears in her eyes, she went to Shennong Valley alone.

But no one expected that when they arrived in Shennong Valley, they would be in time for a big banquet in the valley to entertain the guests, announcing to the outside world that the eldest son who had been lost for many years was finally recognized.

She begged to see her outside, but the door was turned away, and the servants spread the word that Mr. Mu's patriarch is now an honorable man, and there are many people serving him, so he doesn't need a witch of unknown origin to follow him.

Gu Yu begged and begged but still couldn't see her, she thought it was the Mu family who were causing trouble and deliberately obstructed her, so she gritted her teeth and rushed to the mountain, but she was a lonely woman, she was no match for the people of Shennong Valley, and she was quickly captured.

It was only at this moment that Li Qinghong finally showed up, already dressed in exquisite clothes, surrounded by crowds, what a dignified sight it is.

He stared at Gu Yu for a long time, and only said lightly: "Now that things are going on, the Demon Sect still wants to put someone by my side? It's because of you and me for more than ten years, I won't kill you, but I won't guarantee it when we meet next time." gone."

Gu Yu cried a lot, knelt down to bid farewell, and returned to the Demon Sect.

After coming back, he fell ill and was bedridden for many days, feeling very depressed.

Shuangjiang and her sisters are united, how can they not be angry?

Yuan Qinghang said sadly: "That's fine. Sister Gu Yu is from the Demon Sect after all, and her status is embarrassing if she really stays in Shennong Valley."

Shuangjiang pursed her lips and remained silent.

After a while, she cautiously said again: "Young Master, Miss Zhu Zhu is in charge of investigating outside, and Fei Ge came back yesterday to deliver a letter."

Yuan Qinghang raised his head suddenly: "What did you say?"

Shuang Jiang said: "The letter said that Ning Xiaoxian often goes to that valley hut recently, and stays for a whole day."

Yuan Qinghang remained silent.

After a long while, he smiled: "But there... there's nothing there."

Shuang Jiang said: "Yes, there is the bed where you lived, young master, and in the corner of the room there is the nest where the mother and child of Gu Diao used to be. Nothing has been touched."

Yuan Qinghang was in a daze: "I heard that the pair of Gu carvings appeared before?"

Shuang Jiang nodded: "The eyeliner we left there said that one time, we saw two Gu carvings, one big and one small, wandering and roaring nearby, and happened to meet Ning Xiaoxian coming."

While continuing her tea, she said: "It's strange to say that the Gu carving is cruel by nature and doesn't like to deal with people, but it's not afraid of Ning Xianjun."

"The female Gu Diao stayed quietly with him for a long time on the grass at the door. The little one was playing happily nearby, and seemed to be very willing to get close to him."

"Gu Diao remembers him." Yuan Qinghang was stunned for a while, then whispered.

In the arena of the Yaozong Grand Competition, the Mu family's disciple swung his sword to kill the gu carving, but it was Ning Duo who stepped forward and stopped him with his sword.

The seemingly ignorant beast actually knows how to repay gratitude and gratitude better than humans.

Shuang Jiang glanced at him: "Young master, are you really not going to see Ning Xiaoxian?"

Yuan Qinghang said lightly: "I know he is fine, that's enough."

He slowly held the sapphire-like teacup, his white hands seemed thinner than before: "What's more, he also received my short letter, knowing that I am also safe and sound."

Shuang Jiang hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Xiao Xianjun Ning wanted to explain to you personally that it wasn't his intention that you were ambushed?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "No, he knows that I will never misunderstand."

"Then why has he been waiting there?"

Yuan Qing hang silent.

Just like I wouldn't misunderstand him, a smart person like him must know why I didn't go to see him.

So why have to wait so hard?

Yuan Qinghang looked at Shuangjiang's dazed expression, and smiled bitterly: "Why don't you understand? If he has any relationship with me, he will get dirty all over his body, and he can't argue with it."

Shuang said in a low voice, "I can't tell anymore. It is rumored that he not only forcibly left the customs, but after he came out, he insisted on visiting many suzerain heads alone many times despite the anger of the master."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes suddenly became a little sour, and he murmured: "What are you going to do? You are really a fool."

"Of course I want to clarify to them that you were with him in the Tomb of Thousand Blades at that time, and there is no way you could have committed such a heinous act!" Shuangjiang said anxiously, "I know that he is upright, but I never thought that he could do that. to this."

Yuan Qinghang sighed softly: "It's useless."

For the sake of the Cangqiong sect, the various immortal sects treated him politely and did not turn against him on the spot, but it is said that there was a sect that suffered heavy casualties in the mist formation, but they left him in the welcome hall without anyone to entertain them.

But he just sat there dressed in white, sitting upright, looking at his nose, nose and heart, for a whole day.

He waited until the sun went down, and then quietly said goodbye and left.

"Sister Shuangjiang, do you think that I shouldn't hide from him?" Yuan Qinghang looked at the distant green hills, his clear eyes flickered lightly.

Shuang Jiang pursed her lips, her eyes were a little red: "I don't know. I just think... he is such a proud and powerful person, doing these things by himself seems very lonely."

Yuan Qinghang smiled at her: "But if I continue to be confused with him, no one will dare to touch him."

He is the proud son of the Immortal Sect, the best disciple of the Cang Qiong Sect, and the most promising genius among the juniors of the Sword Sect to reach the Golden Core Consummation Realm early.

His original life should have been envied and envied by his peers, surrounded by flowers and praise, not like now, in order to speak out for a notorious and notorious evil sect, so that everyone couldn't avoid it.

Shuang Jiangqing's face was full of sadness, and she was also unwilling: "Young master, what you are going to do next is so dangerous, do you really need to ask Ning Xiaoxian for help?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "Because of the danger, I can't find him."

Shuang Xiang said in a low voice: "But, what if he is willing?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "You don't understand. If he and I continue to entangle, we will have no good results. Maybe we will encounter some strange things and have to fight each other in the end."

Shuang Jiang was anxious: "How could it be? Ning Xiaoxian is definitely not that kind of person!"

Yuan Qinghang said indifferently: "What is the matter in the world is accurate. When Ning Wanfeng met my uncle, he probably didn't think that he would stab him with a sword."

Shuang Jiang was stunned and said nothing.

Yuan Qinghang gently closed the landscape fan in his hand, and when he opened it again, the green landscape had turned into a black gold fan.

He looked at Shuang Jiang: "Sister Shuang Jiang, in your heart, is there anyone who is particularly important and afraid that he will be hurt?"

Shuang Jiang said: "Of course there are. Young Master, you are ranked first, and Protector Li is our sister's savior, and she is ranked second."

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly: "Besides the people of Mozong, I still have someone in my heart. His safety is more important than anything else."

He leisurely looked at the bright sunset glow and flying clouds in the distant sky, his eyes were both gentle and proud: "I want to see him well, and I want to see him walk his own path to reach the sky."

"I don't have to pull him in for what I want to do. I don't even want to see him make things difficult for me."

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Lingshan, to which Tantai's family belongs, is located in a gentle hilly area.

Although this mountain is not as dangerous and beautiful as the Thousand Mountains of the Cangqiong Sect, there is also an important spiritual vein hidden underground, and the spiritual energy needed for cultivation is much more abundant than ordinary mountains.

In addition to the juniors of their own blood, they can also recruit many well-qualified boys and girls to become apprentices, and even attract some powerful casual cultivators to join their sects and become guest ministers.

On this day, the luxurious palace where Tantai's family was located was brightly lit and festooned.

In the main hall in the middle, there are colorful candles everywhere, bright pearls, and the fragrance of fine wine.

A table of Xianmen guests had already arrived, and they sat down according to the table cards that had been placed.

Groups of beautiful maids and young servants from Tantai's family spread wine and vegetables on the ground like lanterns, and the white jade table was full of fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as fine wines brewed from Lingquan.

Around the main hall, there are quite a few young Shuzong disciples in vigorous attire. They are members of Yuwen's family, and they are also busy helping to welcome the guests and maintain order.

After all, it was a marriage between two great families of the art sect. This marriage was a talented man and a beautiful woman, both beautiful and beautiful. Naturally, it attracted the attention of the whole world and there were many congratulators.

The corner next to it, at the last table, was already full of guests from the small sect. Some of them had waited too long and were extremely bored, and they were already eating the spirit fruit from the glazed plate.

"Oh, the auspicious time for this wedding is still early. It's so grand and grand, I'm afraid there are a lot of red tape."

"I heard that the Yuwen family's betrothal gift included a large number of secret treasures of the sect's magic weapon, and the Tantai family's dowry was also a lot of red makeup, rich as hell."

"That's right, Patriarch Tantai didn't keep all the grand congratulatory gifts from the immortal sects, and put all of them in the dowry."

After all, it's not like a human wedding in the streets and alleys. The atmosphere is not so casual. The voices of the speakers are low and soft, but there are a lot of people who listen with their ears sideways.

The people who spoke were chatting and gossiping in the gazebo yesterday. One of them turned his head and saw the two people next to him. His eyes lit up and he greeted: "Young master, are you sitting here too?"

At a table next to it, a young man and a young man were sitting quietly. Seeing him greet him, the young man in brocade clothes waved a landscape fan and waved with a smile: "Hello, brother, it really is a coincidence."

It was Yuan Qinghang and Shuangjiang who had changed their faces, but Ji Banxia and his party were not there.

The table next to him was also occupied by small sects and juniors. Among them was Li Ji from Lingwu Hall, and there was a cute girl with dimples on her face, who turned out to be Chang Yuan'er!

The seats here are not next to the main table. After everyone greeted each other, they began to chat quietly again.

"To be honest, in my life, I never expected to have the wedding wine of these two families."

"There are so many anecdotes and strange things recently, all of which are unbelievable. This one is not bad."

Yesterday's thin middle-aged monk was also among them, shaking his head and saying: "That's right! Two months ago, I was also invited to participate in the Son Recognition Banquet in Shennong Valley. Tsk tsk, it's a day and night feast for the Immortal Gate."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, everyone became interested.

"Oh, you went to the banquet too? I heard that Master Mu Gu was assassinated by Li Hongling and was seriously injured, but he still held his sick body up to meet the guests, but is it true?"

The middle-aged monk nodded solemnly: "Of course it is true, just to give this newly recognized son a face and a name."

There was a brief silence all around, and everyone's expressions were a little weird.

Sitting at the next table, Li Ji said in a low voice: "That Li Qinghong really has a strange life experience. It's really pitiful to have been kidnapped by the demons of the Mozong for so many years."

Sitting next to him was Chang Yuan'er, who raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "Why is he pitiful? Hmph, can you guarantee that he hasn't got the blood of Xianzong people on his hands?"

Li Ji blushed, scratched his head, and hurriedly said: "You are right, I also think there is something wrong with him."

Yuan Qinghang glanced at the two of them quietly, and his heart moved.

In the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades before, these two people hadn't had much contact with each other, but now that they're seeing each other again, they seem to have gotten a lot closer.

"Young lady, don't talk nonsense." Someone next to me immediately reminded me kindly, "The Mu family has already announced it to the world, and it has also explained clearly to the immortal sects of the Zhu family. There are few good deeds."

Someone on the side nodded repeatedly: "Yes, he didn't participate in the killing of the demon sect in the mist formation, and he didn't know about it."

Li Ji frowned: "How to say?"

"Think about it, with his status, not only is he distrusted in the Demon Sect, but he is also abused and humiliated. It is too late for the Demon Sect to guard against him."

Shuang Jiang was listening on the side, her pretty face flushed red, she couldn't help but wanted to speak, Yuan Qinghang slightly raised her eyebrows, and shook her head slightly.

No one paid attention to them, and the speaker continued: "People from Shennonggu and the Cangqiong faction have confirmed that he distributed the Jiuzhen Soul Gathering Pill he got to Young Master Mu and Young Master Shang. You see, this is not a matter of conscience. Ming, pure nature?"

"Yes, at that time he didn't know his own life experience, so he was willing to generously save Mu Jiarong. Blood is thicker than water."

Li Ji asked suspiciously: "But, didn't you say that he stabbed the young master of the Mu family with his own hands?"

The middle-aged monk slapped his thigh: "You don't understand that! The Mu family specifically clarified the matter. That knife was actually done to disperse the strange poison through bleeding, and it was a last resort."

The people around were dumbfounded, doubtful: "Is that so?... so?"

Chang Yuan'er curled her lips: "I'm a medical practitioner, but I've never heard of any poison that insists on inflicting a knife on the face! Why doesn't he give Mr. Shang a shot too?"

Shuang Jiang secretly gritted her teeth angrily, couldn't help it, and whispered in Yuan Qinghang's ear: "The Mu family is really shameless, talking nonsense with their eyes open like this."

Yuan Qinghang sighed softly: "How else?"

It is said that Mu's father and son have vicious thoughts, and after saving his younger brother, he feels unwilling and wants to ruin his face to vent his anger?

But no matter what, Mu Anyang was willing to go to great lengths to cover it up for him, and it finally made people feel relieved, at least it showed that Li Qinghong was doing well in Mu's house.

It can be regarded as recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan. From then on, the father is kind and the son is filial.

Everyone was about to continue chatting, when suddenly, a few people facing the door hurriedly winked at everyone: "Hush—here we come!"

Yuan Qinghang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly turned around.

On the red carpet avenue leading to the guest table, a group of immortal disciples in turquoise clothes filed in, only the two leaders had slightly different clothes.

The person in the front was wearing a dark green robe, his face was upright with a faint gloomy look, and it was Mu Anyang.

Beside him, a young man was wearing a bright emerald green shirt with intricate ganoderma patterns on the corners and upper layers, and a goose-yellow divine willow hairpin in his hair. He had a familiar face, but a cold and strange expression.

His attire was almost exactly the same as that of the young master of the Mu family in the past, but it was not Mu Jiarong, but a different person.