After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Outside the ruins of Lumingjian, Hua Tuanxue wakes up leisurely, and finds that there is a layer of restriction covering her body, and the spiritual energy flowing on the restriction comes from Luo Yunzhang.

The great demon disappeared, and the restriction of the soaring demonic energy was broken. Accompanied by the sound of Qing Yue's sword, the pure spiritual energy swayed from time to time.

The crisis appears to be over.

The scene before coma flashed before her eyes, she raised her hand to touch her abdomen, the wound stopped bleeding, and the power of unrefined medicine was circulating in her body.

Surrounded by mountains, rocks and bushes, it is quite hidden, and no one will find anyone here until they get close, so she reluctantly sat up cross-legged on the spot, channeled her spiritual energy and began to meditate and adjust her breath.

After the spiritual energy circulated in the body for a few days, the blades of grass in front were touched, and there was a scraping sound.

Hua Bouquet opened her eyes in snow, through the gap between the rocks, she saw a young man in indigo robe and a young man in black and red robe, standing more than ten meters away, looking at the Luming Stream in the distance.

As if aware that someone was watching, the young man turned his head, met Hua Zhuxue's gaze directly, and said with a smile, "Huh? Why is there a little girl missing here?"

The ghost-faced boy drew his sword and walked over immediately, as if he wanted to eliminate hidden dangers.

But when he jumped up the rock and saw the bouquet of snow under the restraint from a high position, he paused, and the half-drawn saber also froze in half.

"What's wrong?" the young man asked.

The ghost-faced boy looked back in a panic as if he had discovered his secret: "Father, I..."

The young man walked around the rocks, swept the bouquet of snow, turned his head to look at the ghost-faced boy, raised his hand and slapped the back of his hand, the unsheathed sword was slapped back, and said indifferently: "Let's go. "

The ghost-faced boy glanced at the bouquet of snow before leaving, and disappeared into the mountain stream with the young man.

Hua Tuanxue stretched out her tense body, put down her hand on Yun Fei, and after quickly adjusting her breath, she broke the restriction left by Luo Yunzhang, and Yu Jian flew away.

Halfway through, the ghost-faced boy's eyes framed by the mask suddenly came to mind. She stopped in the air and looked back at the Luming Stream——I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt as if she had seen that boy somewhere.

In an inn in a small town around Lumingjian.

Luo Yunzhang put Qi Wuyou on the bed, went out to find the shopkeeper and asked for a basin of water and a clean soft towel.

Drag the basin stand from the corner, put the copper basin on it, soak the pure white soft towel, sit beside the bed, carefully wipe off the blood on Qi Wuyou's face.

The soft towel rubbed against Qi Wuyou's pale side face, wiped away the bloodstains, and moved it from top to bottom to his lips.

The place where the forehead was touched became hot, and Luo Yunzhang's hand stopped.

On the way from Junke Island to Lumingjian, he thought about many scenes of reunion with Shi Zun, but there was no moment of real meeting that shocked him.

In Qionghuayu of Xianzong, the master is always smiling, elegant and dignified.

He had never seen Master like this.

At that time, Luming Gorge was overflowing with demon energy, which made people feel depressed.

When the master fell to him, it was like a winter flower branch being overwhelmed, a handful of snow that still had the fragrance of flowers poured down, and the smoke, dust and magic fog were dispelled by the refreshing cold.

Thinking about it for a while, the heat on the forehead spread to the neck and arms, and then even the heartbeat screamed.

The throbbing in his chest brought to light what he had kept well hidden for a year.

The soft towel shrank back, and the back of Luo Yunzhang's hands stiffened. He endured it for a few seconds and frowned—how could he...

Immediately discard distracting thoughts, gather his mind, forcibly look away, and wipe away the blood on Qi Wuyou's lips with a soft towel. -

Qi Wuyou's spiritual power was exhausted, and he fell into a coma for two days.

When he was in a coma, he felt in a trance that someone was playing with him, and something warm touched his cheek and neck, but he couldn't hear or smell it, and he didn't have a sense of time.

At one point, it seemed as if someone had stuffed something into his mouth.

The thing turned into a cool liquid at the entrance and slid down the throat.

The aura in the body spontaneously flowed, absorbing and refining the cool liquid round after round.

During this period, my thoughts have been like a cloud of unknown fog, making it difficult to concentrate.

When he finally regained consciousness and opened his eyes, it was already two days after Lumingjian's restriction was broken.

Luo Yunzhang just opened the door and came in, and when he noticed something strange, he strode to the bedside: "Master, are you awake?"

The body was still very heavy, Qi Wuyou sat up slowly.

Luo Yunzhang immediately stepped forward to help him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

Qi Wuyou looked around, the houses he entered were very unfamiliar, and he asked with a little bit of confusion after a nap, "Where is this?"

"Return to Master, this is a town eighty miles away from Luming Stream."

The brain, which had been shut down for two days, started to work with difficulty - Bashili was not far for a monk, and it took minutes for Yujian.

The fact that he can speak peacefully here means that the crisis in Lumingjian has been resolved.

After waking up, the spiritual energy in the body circulated faster, Qi Wuyou's physical strength recovered, and the memory before falling asleep gradually recovered.

——When he broke the restriction, he saw Luo Yunzhang outside the restriction.At the time, I thought it was vertigo, but now it seems to be true.

Qi Wuyou: "You...why are you here?"

Luo Yunzhang: "A few days ago, my disciple and his senior brothers and sisters were slaying demons on Junke Island. Thinking that the parade was coming, I came to join the master."

"How are your brothers and sisters?"

"Junior Sister suffered some injuries, but she is fine now and is recuperating. Senior Brother is protecting the Dharma for Junior Sister."

After questioning and answering, Luo Yunzhang's tone was calm and respectful.

Looks like he's always ready to do what he tells him to do.

Qi Wuyou looked at him and fell into deep thought.

I haven't seen him for a year, Luo Yunzhang at least said that he has grown more than ten centimeters taller. It used to reach his shoulders, but now he can almost reach the tip of his nose by visual inspection.

The shoulders are much wider, the back is straight, and the posture is impressive. The black clothes around the waist are more neat and straight, and the body shape has the broadness of an adult.

The outline of the face is also deeper than a year ago, but the biggest change is the pair of eyes.

I still remember that when he was in Long Yinzong, Luo Yunzhang's eyes were still like black grapes that had just passed the water, scorchingly bright, with a kind of unpolished, vigorous innocence that contained infinite possibilities.

Now it is like black jade, with a restrained luster, a reliable gentleness and calmness, one can tell at a glance that there are strong emotions brewing inside, and it is no longer a simple boy who can see to the end casually.

If one year ago Luo Yunzhang was a precious sword that had just been unsheathed, now it is an epee with a hidden edge, with the sharp edge restrained and cautiously handled, it is a bit unpredictable in the later period of the original book.

There are so many changes in just one year, and I think I have experienced a lot of hardships this year.

I should have been happy to see the male protagonist growing up against the original novel, but when I remembered what Bao Yi and the ghost-faced boy said before they left, the joyful mind was quenched by a basin of cold water.

He withdrew his eyes as usual, rubbed his slightly drowsy forehead with his fingers, and asked, "How long have I... been in a coma for the teacher?"

Where Qi Wuyou couldn't see, Luo Yunzhang put his back behind his back, let go of his clenched hands because of being watched, and replied: "Master has been in a coma for two days." So long?

"How is Lumingjian?"

"The situation in Luming Stream is very good now. After the restriction was broken, the monks from the surrounding sects arrived and together with Sect Master Hua and other monks wiped out the demon cultivators in Luming Stream. The immortal gates stationed around Luming Stream have sent People go to track down the whereabouts of other demon cultivators, and they will be able to hunt them down soon."

Qi Wuyou didn't care about this, what he cared about was where Baoyi and the ghost-faced boy went.

"But—" Luo Yunzhang suddenly turned around.

Qi Wuyou looked up.

"The monks of Xianmen were killed and injured a lot. Lord Tianming was attacked and managed to save his life. He has not woken up yet and has been escorted back to Yunzhong City by the monks."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Even a chess piece of Xihe's level was thrown at Lumingjian, what exactly did Huoyi want to do?

He had just woken up from a drowsiness, his face was still abnormally white, and his lips were a little bloody, and when he frowned, he showed a strong sense of burnout.

Seeing him like this, Luo Yunzhang's heart skipped a beat, paused, flicked his wristband, took out the elixir from it, and offered it with both hands: "There is Sect Master Hua sitting in Luming Stream, Master, don't worry , your body has not recovered yet, taking this elixir can help you recover as soon as possible, the disciple is willing to protect the Dharma for Master."

Qi Wuyou's thoughts were pulled back, looking at the jade bottle in Luo Yunzhang's hand, he didn't speak for a while.

Even through the jade bottle, you can feel the aura emanating from the elixir inside, the grade is so high, it is probably left by Luo Jiujiang and Ruan Qiushuang.

He was silent for a long time, and Luo Yunzhang began to judge himself, thinking to himself: Is it because he is too presumptuous that he offends Master?

He raised his head slightly: "Master?"

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Hey, the disciple is a good disciple, from appearance to character to strength, there is nothing to be picky about.

But now and for a long time to come, he will not be able to be a good master.

Or... try to owe Luo Yunzhang as little as possible.

This way he can feel more at ease.

Qi Wuyou lowered his voice and said: "No need, as a teacher, I need to meditate and adjust my breath, you can go out."

Luo Yunzhang paused for a moment, wanting to say something, but Qi Wuyou had already assumed the posture of meditating, so he had no choice but to say "yes", exited the door, and closed the door from the outside.

Qi Wuyou concentrated on adjusting his breath only when he was alone in the room.

Luo Yunzhang was outside protecting the Dharma the whole time. During this period, Hua Shuxue and Yan Rulu came once, but he stopped them and persuaded them to go back.

When the aura fluctuations in the room were almost gone, Luo Yunzhang glanced behind him, turned and went back to his own room next door.

He wanted to meditate and gather his breath, but he couldn't concentrate.

The scene of Master falling to him in Luming Gorge and letting him leave just now was played back and forth in his mind.

——Has Master not forgiven him yet?

Clasping his hands on his knees, Luo Yunzhang opened his eyes, and glanced at his left wrist from the corner of his eye.

He had originally made up his mind that he would not use this magical weapon after returning from training, but now...he really has doubts in his heart.

After a while, he exhaled slowly and closed his eyes again.

A red thread protruded from under his black wristband, and in the process of being extended, it turned into an invisible spiritual thread, which passed through the crack of the door of the room.

A large part of the spiritual thread was disconnected, and after a while, a spiritual thread of unknown origin swam through the corridor of the inn and turned into the next room.

Qi Wuyou refined the remaining medicinal power in his body, and was calming down the spiritual energy in his body, when he felt a spiritual thread wrapped around his wrist.

"..."

He turned his head suspiciously, and glanced at the wall near Luo Yunzhang's room.

Didn't you just leave?

Whispering so close?

After waiting quietly for a while, Luo Yunzhang didn't speak as soon as he came up as usual, but remained silent, as if thinking about what to say.

"?"

Qi Wuyou was the first to break the deadlock and asked, "What's the matter?"

The spiritual thread vibrated, as if the person at the other end was startled by his sudden utterance, and hurriedly responded with "Master", a hesitant voice sounded in his mind: "Master, this disciple has been looking for you for the past two days, you Not here, do you have something to deal with?"

"..."

Don't you know better than anyone why I'm not here these two days?

Qi Wuyou replied perfunctorily, "I've been involved with something lately."

"Is Master free now?"

"Hmm. Do you have any questions about cultivation?"

"No."

"?"

After a while, the other end replied: "The disciple thinks that Master is tired of me."

"..."

Luo Yunzhang's tone was low, coupled with the calm appearance he saw during the day, no matter how he thought about it, he felt dejected.

Qi Wuyou didn't know where his words came from, and asked: "Why do you think so?"

"That's the case with the disciple's friend."

"..."

Ah, this is another time to express my own feelings through the mouth of my friends.

Since a year ago, when he beat around the bush and explained his lack of anger through concentric knots, Luo Yunzhang never mentioned that unnecessary friend again.Unexpectedly, after seeing each other, the friend came out of the rivers and lakes again.

Did he say something wrong?

Qi Wuyou pretended to be stupid and said, "What?"

"The disciple told the master that the disciple's friend had annoyed his master before, and the disciple told the friend as the master said, but they lived in peace for a while.

"However, a friend recently discovered that although the master did not blame him, he sometimes ignored him, and he was no longer close to him, and seemed to be bored. The disciples pushed each other and themselves, thinking that the master ignored me, and he was also tired of me. .”

"..." Qi Wuyou was speechless, "You didn't do anything wrong, why should I be bored with you? How can a master tire of his disciple so easily?"

"Then will Master get bored with other disciples?"

"Of course not. If you were bored, why did you have to be under the family in the first place?"

"What if the disciple or other disciples of the master made a mistake?"

Qi Wuyou wondered what Luo Yunzhang wanted to hear, and replied: "The teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy, if my disciple makes a mistake, I will first reflect on myself, and then order him to correct it. As for boredom, cold war and other useless things, I don't have time to do it."

Is that clear enough now?

No boredom, really no boredom.

"Disciple Sansheng was lucky enough to meet Master. If disciple makes a mistake, Master must punish me severely. Don't be angry with me."

"... Wait until you make a mistake."

Qi Wuyou had a guess now, could it be that he rejected Luo Yunzhang's pill, so Luo Yunzhang thought he was still angry because of what happened a year ago?

Where did this come from?

The trip to Luming Stream not only failed to undo the curse, but also brought a bigger burden on his back, which Luo Yunzhang would have to bear later.

He took the opportunity to get vaccinated and said: "Immortal disciples, are you always worried about whether the master is bored with you? , You have to get used to not having a master to take care of you as soon as possible, and if you have time to worry, it is better to spend it on practice."

Luo Yunzhang felt a little blocked when he heard the words, and looked across a wall to the opposite side.

Did he want to leave before he got close to Master?

"Master and I also go our own way?"

"Naturally. You and I are only connected by spiritual lines, so we can't be regarded as masters and apprentices. You have lived well without my guidance for the past six months, haven't you?"

If it's a good day and night if you return to your heart like an arrow.

Luo Yunzhang said: "... What if the disciple doesn't want to leave the master's school?"

If there is nothing to do, who wouldn't want to have a little cotton-padded jacket male lead as an apprentice?

Qi Wuyou sighed: "Then let's be alone as soon as possible, and let's talk about it when I'm strong enough to influence my thoughts."

Early the next morning, Hua Wu came to visit with a group of monks.

"If Lord Lan Fang didn't help you in the cave, I'm afraid I would be buried in the Luming Stream today. Lord Lan Fang, please accept my next obeisance."

Other monks also said one after another: "Mr. Lan Fang, please accept the next obeisance!"

Qi Wuyou hurriedly lifted everyone up, and said: "Everyone is serious, I alone will be trapped in the restraint to death, and I also want to thank all fellow Taoists for saving their lives."

A group of monks thanked each other in the secular inn, and some monks who still had something to do in the sect greeted and left first. In the end, only Hua Wu was still recuperating in the inn because of the bouquet of flowers, and stayed until the end.

Qi Wuyou took him to see Huazhuxue, and after confirming that she was fine, he gestured to Huawu to "talk outside", and the two left the room and went to the corridor.

It had been polite for a long while, now Qi Wuyou cut straight to the point, saying: "Sect Master Hua cleared the demon cultivators in Luming Stream today, but can you find out who is the main envoy who set up the restriction here?"

Talking about this matter, Hua Wu said with a serious face: "Never. It's strange to say that in the past, if there were demon cultivators making trouble, they could catch a few and dig out their hiding places, but this time they all became hard bones." , no matter how tortured, he refused to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes. There were still several self-destructing spirit bodies. Do the math."

Qi Wuyou understood: I'm afraid it's not Moxiu who is stubborn and would rather die than surrender, but just like him, he can't say it even if he wants to.

Yunzhong City held a party here, and the magic cultivator came out of the magic formation in the cave. It stands to reason that the most suspected ones should be the gang of Mingxiu.

But Yun Zhongcheng has always relied on the worship of the immortal cultivator world, and has never had any quarrel with the immortal sects, and has no reason to cooperate with the demon cultivator.

Let's hear from Luo Yunzhang that Xi He was dug out from the ruins of a certain floor below the Star Picking Tower by later monks, and he was seriously injured, almost dying.

This injury of his immediately wiped out all suspicions in Yunzhongcheng.

——Few people will set themselves up for trouble.

Not everyone is like Bao Yi, who can kill people with a single knife, but they don't want to give this pleasure, they have to use all means to kill people, and they are willing to give up only after grinding people to the point of collapse.

The most decisive thing is that Tianmingjun is too important to Yunzhong City and to the world of cultivating immortals.

With Xi He's status in the world of cultivating immortals, he can do whatever he wants to beat around the bush, why bother to risk his life?

In this way, he became a cunning demon cultivator, and even ambushed in the cave where Tianmingjun set up a magic formation.

Even though many monks died, Yun Zhongcheng, who was an accomplice, became the biggest victim in the eyes of everyone because he killed the Lord of Destiny.

Qi Wuyou changed the question: "Have you ever met any weird people?"

"The appearance of the demon cultivator is all kinds of strange, and there are many strange people. I don't know which kind of strange you are talking about?"

The forbidden spell in his body does not allow Qi Wuyou to describe the specific appearance of Baoyi and the ghost-faced boy, he can only generalize, hoping that Huawu can understand what he means, "It's just... no family, no sect, out of place here, It's not like a monk coming to a fair."

The monks who dare to come here must be like Xuantianzong at the last time, and the appearance they show to the outside world will be very abrupt.

And the boy next to him, young and with a ghostly face, should also be very eye-catching if he appears in the town.

Hua Wu thought about it for a while, and said: "Mr. Lan Fang suspects that there is a magic cultivator disguised as a casual cultivator and sneaking into the party?"

Shaking his head, he said, "There are quite a few casualties this time, and the rest are all well-known in the world of cultivating immortals, and they haven't found the suspicious person Lan Fang-jun mentioned."

"..." Well, it's hopeless if I want to borrow someone else's hand to check and hug me.

Qi Wuyou had no choice but to laugh and said: "In this case, it should be because I wanted to go wrong, and let Sect Master Hua laugh."

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Lan Fang also wants to find the mastermind as soon as possible."

Hua Wudao: "Don't worry, Mr. Lan Fang, Yuanzong will continue to investigate this matter, and the Immortal Clan Conference is coming soon. If they are allowed to stir up trouble again, the face of the Immortal Clan will become a stone on the side of the road, and everyone will be punished." I can step on it."

"Then it will be up to Suzerain Hua to worry about it."

Hua Wu wanted to go back and dispatch monk Gui Yuanzong to investigate the matter, so he didn't stay any longer.

Qi Wuyou watched him leave, and prayed in his heart: Gui Yuanzong must catch Baoyi and the ghost-faced boy within five and a half months.

Otherwise, he would have to go through the plot of the original book when the Immortal Gate Conference was held—to ruin Luo Yunzhang's reputation, and then force him into the sword formation...

According to Luo Yunzhang's malice, all of these key plots may be indispensable.

At that time, his and the hero's lives will be in danger! !