After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Qi Wuyou, Luo Yunzhang and the others stayed in the inn for three days, and after Hua Shuxue recovered from their injuries, the group returned to Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Hurry up and hurry up, the road still took half a month.

When they arrived at Xianzong, there were less than five months left before the Xianmen Conference.

Xiaoyao Xianzong, as the host of this conference, has already begun to clean the guest rooms and prepare accommodation for the monks who are coming to visit.

The battle at Lumingjian brought Qi Wuyou's reputation as a master and apprentice to another level.

Needless to say, Qi Wuyou, it was because he broke the formation in the cave and tried his best to turn the tide.

Luo Yunzhang was because of the Xiaoyao sword - at that time Qi Wuyou was dizzy and couldn't see it clearly, but there was a monk next to him who saw Luo Yunzhang's sword clearly - just because of the power of Xiaoyao's sword, he So he left all his peers in the world of cultivating immortals, and even many monks of the older generation far behind.

The Immortal Gate Conference was approaching, and this matter added fuel to the flames. Luo Yunzhang's momentum surpassed Gui Yuanzong's Liu Yinglan in one fell swoop, and became the favorite to win the championship in this conference.

Once a person becomes famous, it is inevitable to experience a wave of archaeological excavations.

Luo Yunzhang's past experience was dug up along with these discussions.

He was not born in a fairy sect, he only entered the Xiaoyao Xianzong at the age of ten, and he has only practiced for six years so far.

Six-year-old monk Yu was able to strike a stunning sword in such a short period of time with just a flick of his fingers. To say he is a "genius" would be condescending, and he had to use "ghost talent" to barely define his amazing talent and talent.

The 16-year-old boy's just-started journey to immortality has become a topic of conversation among fellow monks of the major immortal sects while practicing.

Even Fan Yizhen, who has always been insensitive or not interested in these things, came to Qionghuayu to meet Luo Yunzhang once in person.

At that time, Qi Wuyou noticed that Qionghuayu's barrier had been touched, and it had been a long time since anyone had come to Hualin Courtyard. He thought that someone had gone to the disciple's bed, so he set off to go.

Before reaching the courtyard, he saw Fan Yizhen talking to Luo Yunzhang from a distance, so he stopped to listen.

I only heard Fan Yizhen say: "What is the relationship between you and Luo Jiujiang?"

I don't know how long the two of them chatted for, but when Qi Wuyou heard this sentence just now, his heart went straight to his throat.

Why did Fan Yizhen suddenly ask this! ?

You know, in the original book, Fan Yizhen only learned about Luo Yunzhang's life experience from the original owner after Luo Yunzhang was driven into the sword formation.

At that time, in order to lure and kill Fan Yizhen, the original owner cooperated with Moxiu Li Yingwai and kidnapped Hua Shuxue, Yan Rulu and other disciples who went out to practice.

Moxiu sent a letter to Xiaoyao Xianzong, asking Fan Yizhen to go alone to the mine in Qingxi City, hundreds of miles away from Xianzong, within three days, and kill a disciple one day later.

The original owner and Moxiu hid all the disciples in the mine, set up an ambush around the mine, and killed Fan Yizhen when he entered the battle.

But I didn't expect that Fan Yizhen's cultivation was far beyond the original owner's estimate. Even with the help of Moxiu, he was still not Fan Yizhen's opponent.

Seeing that the situation was about to be reversed, he used Luo Yunzhang's background to shake Fan Yizhen's mind.

That part of the original owner was too irritating, so Qi Wuyou remembered it very clearly:

【Qi Wuyou has no choice but to retreat, his forehead is sweating, seeing the tip of the "Silence" sword is about to approach him, his mind turns and he makes up his mind.

He suppressed his panic, smiled, and said: "This situation is very familiar. Can Immortal Master Fan know that the son of your best friend died under my sword like this?"

Fan Yizhen frowned imperceptibly, but he was not disturbed by him, and he wanted to kill him with his sword.

Seeing that he wasn't fooled, Qi Wuyou was quick to wit, and raised his voice, "Isn't Master Fan really thinking that the baby who was beheaded in Yunzhong City was the son of Luo Jiujiang and Ruan Qiushuang?"

Fan Yizhen stopped, "What did you say...?"

Seeing that Fan Yizhen was attracted by his words, Qi Wuyou was overjoyed, and quickly gathered his spiritual energy, saying, "You might as well tell Master Fan that the baby stabbed to death by the monks of the immortal sect was just a scapegoat.

"Speaking of which, the fate between the 'Three Immortals' is really not shallow. The real son of his wife came to the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect after a round trip, reunited with Sect Master Qiu and Immortal Fan.

"It's a pity that Fan Xianchang and Qiu Zongzhu keep saying that they are as close as brothers to Luo Jiujiang, but they turn a blind eye to their son, allowing him to be humiliated and trampled by others, and finally crushed, body, broken, bone, ashes, flying, and smoke in the sword formation , off."

Qi Wuyou deliberately bit down on the last eight words.

"Xiaoyao Sword Formation, the sword qi is lingering, with countless changes. I heard that Taoist monks will be cut and deboned if they enter it, and turned into powder. A mere boy in Luo Yunzhang, facing millions of sword qi, what should he do?" How hopeless."

Fan Yizhen knew that he was buying time for himself, but he followed what he said and uncontrollably remembered Luo Yunzhang's appearance.

Between the young man's eyebrows... there is indeed the shadow of Luo Jiujiang!

The eyes that had always been calm were like rocks cracking and shaking violently.

At this moment, Qi Wuyou put his other hand into his waist.

"Since Luo Yunzhang joined the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect, he has not had a single day of peace, but died at the sword formation at the age of 16. Immortal Master Fan and Sect Master Qiu take care of the orphans of their best friends, it is really—"

After a few flashes of cold light, Fan Yizhen immediately stopped the hidden weapon without saying a word.

By the time you realized something was wrong, it was too late.

A large cloud of poisonous mist floated all over the sky, and the moment it was inhaled into the lungs, all the strength in the body was removed.

With a chill in his heart, the sharp blade of the flower bone fan pierced his chest.

Fan Yizhen counterattacked immediately, and Qi Wuyou retreated quickly.

He wanted to retreat from the enemy again, but he had no more strength, so he pushed his backhand, stabbed the ground without saying a word, and knelt down.

The white clothes stopped in front of him, "Immortal Fan? 'Three Immortals'? That's all!"

The body of the fan with the fragrance of the nether world brushed past my eyes, my neck hurt and my whole body felt cold.

In pain, Fan Yizhen wanted to raise his head to look in the direction of Xiaotiangong, but his eyes were covered with a layer of shadow.

When his fair face hit the ground and was sunken by the sandstone from the mine, he thought: the weather has become much colder again, if Qiu Sanxian refuses to wear more clothes because of his willfulness, his heart will be hurt again.

When he was young, he followed Qiu Sanxian from the secular world to Xiaoyao Xianzong to ask for immortals, and he never missed an appointment.

But in the future, he will have no chance to put Qiu Sanxian in a big cloak again. 】

So far, Fan Yizhen was successfully killed by the original owner.

Killing one was not enough, so he used Fan Yizhen as a bait to force Qiu Sanxian, who was still recuperating, to leave the customs early.

Qiu Sanxian was wounded, he was wounded, after all, he was one of the "Three Immortals", and he was not someone who was not good at cultivation like the original owner could beat him.

So at the critical moment, the original owner repeated the old trick and directly threw out Fan Yizhen's head hidden in his belt.

Qiu Sanxian was so stimulated that he was almost insane. Regardless of his own loss, he slaughtered all the demon cultivators blocking the way. He was only one sword away from killing the original owner, but because of a broken heart, the original owner picked up a leak.

The original owner was worried that the news of him trapping and killing the two would spread, so he returned to the mine and killed all the Xianzong disciples including Yan Rulu.

Only when the female protagonist escaped by chance and brought back the male protagonist who had just left the customs, did the original owner's journey of harming people finally end.

"..."

If everything goes according to the original plot, this is probably his death journey.As Luo Yunzhang climbed up and fell heavily, the more famous Luo Yunzhang became, the more unforgettable the pain when his reputation was ruined, and the final sword piercing the heart would be even more painful.

Thinking of what might happen next, Qi Wuyou shivered in the blue sky.

——You can't pin all your hopes on Gui Yuanzong, you have to make plans early.

In the distance, facing Fan Yizhen's question, Luo Yunzhang didn't understand why, and replied: "The disciple doesn't know this senior."

Fan Yizhen continued to ask: "Where did you learn your Xiaoyao sword?"

Luo Yunzhang said: "The disciple is enlightened from "Happy Heart Method"."

Fan Yizhen: "..."

Qi Wuyou knew what he was thinking - he was wondering whether Luo Yunzhang really had nothing to do with Luo Jiujiang.

As the original owner said, he and Qiu Sanxian saw Luo Jiujiang and Ruan Qiushuang's sons captured and stabbed to death by the cultivators who hunted them down.

Even if Luo Yunzhang's surname is "Luo" and he has comprehended the Xiaoyao Sword at a young age, it will be difficult to shake the fact that he saw it with his own eyes.

According to his temperament, if he had any doubts, he would have to investigate thoroughly from the beginning, probably directly from Luo Yunzhang's adoptive parents' house.

But he is destined to find out nothing, because Luo Yunzhang's identity exposure time is under the control of "world consciousness", and the truth can only be revealed after Luo Yunzhang has been through the sword formation.

Although Qi Wuyou knew it perfectly, he would not reveal Luo Yunzhang's identity.

One reason is that he is also under the control of the world consciousness, rashly revealing Luo Yunzhang's identity, and he doesn't know what kind of chain reaction will be triggered.

Secondly, it was a good thing for Luo Yunzhang that his identity was revealed later.

In case...it really came to the point where Luo Yunzhang was forced into the sword formation, Luo Yunzhang would definitely survive as the male lead. Compared with him, he was the more dangerous one.

Qiu Sanxian and Fan Yizhen were as ignorant as in the original book, so he could save his life and make another plan.

Fan Yizhen thought for a moment and observed Luo Yunzhang carefully. Luo Yunzhang was neither humble nor overbearing, nor flinched.

He didn't come to a conclusion yet, so he didn't ask any more questions, with a rare expression of admiration in his eyes, he said: "Since that's the case, in the Immortal Gate Conference, you must perform well, and don't let Xiaoyaojian get dusted."

Luo Yunzhang bowed down: "The disciple will definitely do his best."

Fan Yizhen nodded, and Yu Jian left.

Qi Wuyou felt that the enchantment of Qionghuayu was touched again, looked at Luo Yunzhang from a distance, and Yushan left.

Luo Yunzhang straightened up and looked towards the place where he was standing just now: "Master——"

However, only Qionghua fell there, and people didn't know where they went.

Two months passed, and Tianming Jun Xihe still showed no sign of waking up.

Qi Wuyou didn't wait for the news of Gui Yuanzong's return, but waited until Qiu Sanxian left the customs.

When Qiu Sanxian learned about Lumingjian, he praised Qi Wuyou again: "I heard that Luo Yunzhang even comprehended the Xiaoyao Sword?"

Qi Wuyou said: "Yun Zhang is extremely talented and willing to work hard, even my master can't compare to him."

The original owner has never been willing to admit that others are better than himself, so Qiu Sanxian wore a big cloak and said, "That's because you are good at teaching disciples."

Rubbing his chin as he spoke, he wondered, "You have such an outstanding disciple as Luo Yunzhang, why are you still upset?"

Qi Wuyou was startled: "..."

Is it that obvious?

Busily restraining his uneasiness, he said: "I...worry that others will praise him too highly, and if something unexpected happens at the meeting, I'm afraid that his good name will become infamy."

Qiu Sanxian snorted: "There's nothing to be afraid of. Youthful spirit is to ride the wind. If you look ahead and worry about what others think, how can you deserve the word 'Xiaoyao'?"

"..."

If someone came to help him handle Baoyi and world awareness, he would definitely be worthy of the word "Xiaoyao".

Not to mention being happy, he can even live a very arrogant life.

Thinking so in his heart, Qi Wuyou said on the face: "The suzerain is right."

Qiu Sanxian also knew that he was not persuaded by the words just now, he didn't like preaching very much, so he simply said: "I remember that you seem to like drinking tea very much, I have a warm jade tea set here, the grade is good, if you like it, take it Well, drinking tea can calm your mind and save you from worrying all day long."

He turned around and motioned to Fan Yizhen, who took out a milky white jade tea set from the ring.

The tea set has a warm feeling in the hand, and it is indeed a good set.

Such a good thing cannot be taken in vain, Qi Wuyou took out two cans of chess pieces from his belt, handed them over and said: "I heard that the suzerain often plays chess with Fan Xianzhang, here I have a pair of exquisite chess pieces, if the suzerain and Fan Xianzhang can hold them in their hands, it will also It’s been used to its full potential.”

Qiu Sanxian was indeed very interested in the chess piece, and without evasion, he asked Fan Yizhen to accept it.

Usually Qi Wuyou never accepts gifts.

When he came back from the Luming Stream, many monks who visited him at the inn brought gifts, but he thought that he might not be able to meet these monks a few times in the future, so he took advantage of it, and it would be too troublesome to reciprocate gifts, so he decided to give it a try. and declined.

If you refuse a gift from a stranger, you can refuse it, but from an acquaintance, it is not so easy to evade.

Not two days after receiving the Nuanyu tea set from Qiu Sanxian, Yan Rulu came to Hualin Courtyard with an ancient painting collection.

Yan Rulu presented the painting album with both hands: "When I saw this painting collection when I was training outside, I thought that Master would like it, and I wanted to choose a good day to send it to Master, but Master seems to be in a bad mood recently. It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day, it is best to relieve the boredom for the master earlier."

Do you still need to pick a good day and auspicious day for gift giving?

Qi Wuyou opened the painting collection, and with just one glance, he could tell that the author of the painting collection must be a master of Danqing. The brushstrokes, colors, and content are all good, and it can be called a masterpiece of the world!

All he liked in his life was tasting tea, paintings and ancient books. He was delighted to get this treasure and even temporarily overcame his uneasiness.

Touching Yan Rulu's head, he said, "Master, I like it very much. What do you want? Just ask."

"As long as the master likes it, the disciples have nothing else to do—"

He scratched his cheek and said: "The disciple is practicing the art of painting recently. If the master is free, it would be great if you can give the disciple a painting for observation."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Qi Wuyou immediately laid out paper, ground it, and began to paint.

His painting skills were practiced hard when he was a child, and when he thought of what to draw, he wrote down the pen directly, chatted a few times, and then sketched Yan Rulu's expression vividly.

After burning incense, Qi Wuyou put down his pen, picked up the drawing paper, shook it dry, and handed it to Yan Rulu.

Yan Rulu took the drawing paper and swept it away, he was very pleasantly surprised, "Thank you, Master!"

Qi Wuyou smiled and let him go down.

When Yan Rulu got the painting, he wanted to see it, but was afraid that the painting paper would be scratched by flower branches, so he rolled up the painting paper and put it in the storage bag along the way.

Returning to the disciple's bedroom, he carefully took out the drawing paper and unfolded it, and brought the bouquet of snow and Luo Yunzhang to admire it together.

"Master's painting technique is so exquisite?" Hua Tuxue was surprised.

Standing by the desk, Luo Yunzhang saw that the drawing on the paper showed Yan Rulu studying the scrolls in front of the desk desk, which was no different from a real person.

I think the master has observed the senior brother very seriously.

I couldn't help thinking: If the master painted him, could he be so similar?

"What do you think, Junior Brother?" Yan Rulu waited happily for Luo Yunzhang to praise him.

Luo Yunzhang returned to God and said, "Excellent."

"From the hands of Master, it is naturally excellent!"

After showing off for a while, Yan Rulu observed it for a while before putting the scroll in a separate storage bag with satisfaction.

Yan Rulu kind of reminded Hua Zhuxue.

Two days later, Hua Shuxue came to Hualin Courtyard, presented a lost ancient book, and respectfully said: "Thank you, Master, for helping my father break through the formation when he was in Luming Stream. This disciple can't repay you. I know that Master likes to read, so I do it for Master." I found ancient books, I hope Master will not be disgusted."

Qi Wuyou took the ancient book and found that it contained the history of the formation of the world of cultivating immortals. If he didn't have the world consciousness and the pressure of the two mountains, he really wanted to put a rocking chair under the tree and read chapter by chapter.

"I have a heart, but the matter of Lumingjian is due to the concerted efforts of the monks of the Xianmen. Helping others is helping yourself. Your heart is recorded by the teacher.

"These scriptures have some meaning. If you read them in your spare time, you can also learn about the customs of the world of cultivating immortals. Remember not to be addicted, so as not to miss your practice."

When Hua Tuanxue was young, she often followed Hua Wu to travel north and south. Her favorite thing was all kinds of novelty. She took the storybook and said, "Thank you, Master."

Qi Wuyou nodded, Hua Zhuxue withdrew the storybook.

There are still two months before the Immortal Gate Conference. After Luo Yunzhang practiced swordsmanship at the Stone Formation, he returned to Qionghua Islet. What he saw was this scene——

Hua Tuanxue leaned on the flower tree in the disciple's bedroom and read the scriptures while she was practicing.

Yan Rulu held a brush in his hand, and ink was all over his face, hands, and clothes. The door of the room was open, and he concentrated on painting the bouquet snow on the flower tree outside.

Luo Yunzhang stepped into the courtyard, and said: "The conference is coming soon, why don't the brothers and sisters go to practice?"

Yan Rulu turned his body, looked around Luo Yunzhang who was blocking the door, and while measuring the length of the flower branches with a brush, he said: "Just in the competition among teachers, I am the one at the bottom. What's the point of participating in the meeting?" What do you mean? It’s enough to have juniors and juniors.”

Luo Yunzhang turned to the flower bouquet snow on the book, the flower bouquet snow shook the script in his hand and said: "Don't look at me, the script is given to me by Master."

Luo Yunzhang was startled: "Given by Master?"

Yan Rulu said: "Junior Sister gave Master a lost ancient book, Master liked it very much, so he gave Junior Sister the storybook."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered: "By the way, Junior Brother, I remember that you took a lyre during your training and said that you would give it to Master, but did you send it?"

Luo Yunzhang: "...never."

That seven-stringed guqin was something he met at a fair.

The first time he saw Guqin, he thought of Master's hands that were almost integrated with the fan bones, and then recalled the cool temperature on Master's hands, playing the piano was like stroking his fingers.

He spent all his spirit stones, bought the popular guqin and kept it in his wristband.

I wanted to give it to the master at Lumingjian, but I didn't expect that things would happen one after another, and I never found a chance to take it out, so it dragged on until now.

Luo Yunzhang thoughtfully, turned and went back to his room.

After meditating until the moon was in the middle of the sky, he got out of bed and took out the guqin and put it on the table. He wiped every string carefully to ensure that there was nothing inappropriate before taking the guqin back.

In the past, when she was serving tea every night, Yu Jian came to Hualin Courtyard.

He hasn't been here for a long time, but he remembers every plant and tree here very clearly-experiencing outside, whenever he is free, he will recall the days when he was with the master, and talk about comfort.

Master hadn't rested yet, and the lights were on in the room.

Luo Yunzhang put the sword back into its sheath, stepped forward and said, "Disciple Luo Yunzhang, pay homage to Master."

Qi Wuyou was flipping through the books about the Nuyu Array in his room, and he paused when he heard that he turned the pages.

Before the Xianmen Conference, he didn't really want to see Luo Yunzhang.

——Everything has to be prepared for the worst. If he has to follow the original plot in the end, he will be colder towards Luo Yunzhang from now on, and strive to be "consistent" and consistent. This should be better than the original owner's flattery Suck less hate.

Recently, Luo Yunzhang contacted him privately with a sympathy knot, and he only replied every three to five times, and each time he was vaccinated to pave the way for what might happen next.

He wavered between seeing and not seeing for a moment, and finally thought: Luo Yunzhang rarely bothered him, and when he visited late at night, maybe he really had something important to do.

So he closed the book and said, "Come in."

Luo Yunzhang pushed the door open and entered.

Qi Wuyou asked: "What's the matter?"

Luo Yunzhang flicked his wristband, and a seven-stringed guqin was placed across his arms, and said: "When I went out to practice, I saw this guqin in the fairy collection, and thought of Master caressing the guqin, so I brought the guqin back. , I hope Master will accept it."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

What's the matter, the three disciples sat in a row to give him presents?

The problem is that the one who caresses the piano is the original owner, not him.

With the original owner Aiqin setting it up, Qi Wuyou had no choice but to say: "Okay, let it go."

Luo Yunzhang stepped forward and put the guqin on the table.

Qi Wuyou glanced at it casually, and then said: "I like it very much, you—"

The male protagonist is young and mature, and he doesn't seem to have anything he likes except practice.

Qi Wuyou searched in the belt, but couldn't find a suitable gift in return, so he changed his words abruptly: "—If you have nothing to do, go back to practice."

Luo Yunzhang: "..."

Luo Yunzhang waited for a while, seeing that there was really nothing to say, curled up his fingers, pursed his lower lip lightly, and said, "Disciple, leave."

After leaving Hualin Courtyard, Luo Yunzhang returned to his disciple's bedroom and stood there for a long time.

When he was practicing outside, he heard the master's reply through the sympathy knot, and he always thought that after returning, he and the master would be back to normal.

On the way back to Xianzong from Lumingjian, he had no doubts about it until just now——

He knew that the master was very busy recently, and he didn't even reply a few times, so even though he really wanted to get close to the master, he didn't bother him all the time.

——He actually didn't care about returning the gift, but he still couldn't figure it out, since the master wasn't angry with him, why... Shan was so indifferent to him?

Others brought gifts back with gifts, but Luo Yunzhang returned empty-handed.

Qi Wuyou felt that this matter was not done properly, and he thought hard about what could help Luo Yunzhang.

In the middle of the night, he went to Xiaotian Palace and asked for a set of sword manuals from Qiu Sanxian that matched "Xiaoyao Xinfa".

——Whether Luo Yunzhang enters the sword formation or not, he can always use it.

The next morning, Luo Yunzhang was recruited, handed over the sword manual, and said sternly: "As a teacher, I should have said that monks should put cultivation first, and don't give me gifts in the future. Concentrating on cultivation is the right way, understand? "

No matter how hard Luo Yunzhang ignored it, he could still hear the rejection in Master's tone.

When he took the sword manual with both hands, he brushed Qi Wuyou's fingers inadvertently, and after a long silence, he said: "Disciple, I would like to follow Master's instruction."

After finishing speaking, he silently exited the room and left the small courtyard.

It's not that Qi Wuyou can't feel Luo Yunzhang's loss.

He stood in front of the window and looked at the direction Luo Yunzhang left for a while, then returned to the table with a sigh, and continued to study the Nuyu array.

The sun goes from east to west, and it gets dark before you know it.

Suddenly there was a splashing sound, and something slapped onto the window.

When Qi Wuyou raised his head, he realized that he had studied for four or five hours.

He got up and went to the window. There was no one outside the window. He opened the window and scanned it, and found a messenger talisman.

There is a restriction on the communication talisman, as long as you break the restriction, you can hear the voice inside.

For some reason, Qi Wuyou had a strong premonition—the messenger talisman came from Baoyi.

He immediately closed the window and set up a sound-proof barrier in the room before breaking the seal on the communication talisman.

The voice of the ghost-faced boy came out immediately——

"Father wants to see him ruined at the Xianmen Conference, if you don't want to die, don't play tricks, just do it."!