After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Three years later, Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Qi Wuyou was dressed in white, and sat cross-legged on a stone platform in the cold spring, meditating with his eyes closed.

His back is very straight, his shoulders are well-proportioned, and the skirts of his clothes are folded on his chest, revealing his fair and slender neck.

The cold mist of the cold pool surged up, moistening the black hair and headband that fell behind him, and dyed his thin lips and long eyebrows more brightly.

A jade-colored belt was tightened around his waist, making him look thin and elegant.

The flower-bone fan is placed on the waist, and the palms of the hands are placed on the knees. The pool is black and the rocks are black and bright, the trees are green, and the people and the scenery are natural, as if in a fairyland.

At one point, the breeze picked up.

The spiritual energy on Qionghua Island boiled up, as if it had been summoned by something, it swarmed towards the cold spring.

Refreshing spiritual energy blends into the spiritual veins, widens the pathways, circulates back and forth, and finally condenses in the dantian.

A stream of cool air bursts out from the cold spring, brushes over the viburnum tree by the spring, the white petals are teased several times, and then fall down, or fall into the water, or rush towards the fairy-like Qi Wuyou in the spring. , nestled in the hair on his shoulders.

The spiritual pressure swayed and spread to Qionghua Islet where the disciples were lying, but it still did not dissipate, and it was pushed outward like ripples in the water, clearing away the lingering mist around Qionghua Islet, quite a bit like clouds and rain.

In the Little Heavenly Palace, Qiu Sanxian had just refined the power of a elixir, put the brown medicine bottle carved with dragon patterns into the finger on his thumb, suppressed the vibrating aura, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Qionghuayu, admiring Said: "He broke through again."

Fan Yizhen flipped through the scrolls with the incense burner on the side, did not answer his words, but asked, "How is your recovery?"

Qiu Sanxian got up and turned his palms to collect spiritual power and swung it out suddenly. The spiritual power was like a sharp knife, and it came out of his hand and cut into the gilt pillar in the hall.

The beams and pillars of Xiaotiangong are not made of ordinary materials. Under the golden shell is black iron, which is very hard. Even ordinary monks may not be able to leave marks on the black iron even if they use [-]% of their strength.

Only then did Qiu Sanxian cut it casually, cutting half of the black iron gilt pillar, and even his own eyes lit up.

Since he was injured in Qifengya 18 years ago, almost every few months, he would be tortured by the old injury to retreat and recuperate. It has been a long time since he felt this refreshing feeling.

Xinyue raised his eyebrows, he shook his hands and said, "Ninety percent of the recovery has been achieved."

Qiu Sanxian was gorgeous in appearance, with an air of pride and nobility.

In the past few years, his heart veins were damaged, and his face was often full of greenness. No matter who looked at him, he looked like he was suffering from chronic illness.

Now that smear of greenness dissipated, it became a little brighter, and the already superior face became more lively, revealing some spirits from more than ten years ago.

Fan Yizhen glanced up at his face, loosened his grip on the scroll, and nodded.

Qiu Sanxian exercised his muscles and bones, so he was about to step out of the hall: "Go, go and see him."

A ray of spiritual energy stopped him, and Fan Yizhen reminded blankly: "You are still retreating."

Qiu Sanxian paused for a moment, then came to his senses, and said displeasedly: "That's right, I forgot about this one."

Three years ago when the Immortal Gate Conference ended, he used his injuries as an excuse to go into seclusion. After a few months of hard work, he shut himself back up again because he vomited blood and fainted in public at Guiyuanzong.

To this day, people from the Immortal Sect and outsiders from the Immortal Cultivation World think that he is still in retreat in Xiaotian Palace to protect his life.

It is well known in the world of immortality that Qiu Sanxian's heart is damaged and he has been retreating all year round.

Since a few years ago, the time of his retreat has become longer and longer, and the intervals have become shorter and shorter.

Now there are only a few months of stability in the three years, and the monks of the Xianmen privately speculate that his life will not be long and will soon fall, so many sects have already made plans to carve up the Xiaoyao Xianzong.

If they want to see the "time is running out" Qiu Sanxian, talking with Fan Yizhen in Xiaotian Palace with a rosy complexion, he almost cut the Xuan Tiezhu with his palm just now, his jaw would have dropped from shock.

"How long has it been since my last retreat?" Qiu Sanxian asked.

Fan Yizhen said: "It's been three years."

"Three years," Qiu Sanxian rubbed his chin, "The calamity of Qingxi City that Qi Wuyou mentioned is coming soon?"

Qi Wuyou opened his eyes in the cold spring, his eyelids were half lifted, half of his starry black pupils were covered by the shadow of his long eyelashes, showing a somewhat unearthly coldness.

His gaze was concentrated somewhere in front of him, and a transparent screen popped up that no one could see except himself.

The combat level is followed by an "S+", which is already the limit of what his body can achieve.

Qi Wuyou turned off the system panel, got up from the cold spring, the cold spring water rolled down along the white clothes made of crocodile silk, and fell into the spring water with a splash.

When he got ashore, the water drops had all gone, except for his black hair that was damp from the cold spring, there was not even a trace of moisture on his body.

It was just after evening, and the sky was blue and black.

He took off the flower bone fan from his waist, and was about to leave with the imperial fan when a piece of talisman paper like a dead leaf flew from the dark path covered by the flower forest in front of him.

In the past three years, he has received too many of the same summoning talismans.

Counting the time, it's time to go to the plot of Qingxi City Mine.

Qi Wuyou skillfully scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, making sure that there were no other people, and broke the restriction on the communication talisman.

The ghost-faced boy, no, it should be said that the arrogant voice of the ghost-faced boy came out——

[Within seven days, bring your group of useless disciples to Qingxi City, if you come late, you know what will happen]

Qi Wuyou listened calmly and closed his palms.

Like every time in the past three years, the tyrannical aura exploded in the palm of his hand, cutting the communication talisman to pieces.

He had just broken through, and was not proficient enough to grasp the skyrocketing spiritual energy. While the spiritual energy destroyed the communication talisman, it also drew a deep mark on his palm.

Stinging pain came from the palm, and heat flowed from the wound.

Qi Wuyou's eyelids twitched, but he ignored it, and the imperial fan flew back to Hualin courtyard.

The next day, Qi Wuyou went to Wanyi Pagoda, and sure enough, he found a jade tablet from Qingxi City. When he returned to Qionghuayu, he summoned Hua Shuxue and Yan Rulu to Hualin Courtyard.

In the past three years, both of them have drawn a lot.

Especially Huazhuxue, who has grown from a slightly heroic girl into a big beauty with a strong appearance.

Skin as white as snow, bright eyes and bright teeth, dressed in red, with loose black hair, she is breathtakingly beautiful, but not delicate, with a sobriety and aloofness that stand alone in the world.

She deserves to be the "No. [-] Beauty in the World of Immortal Cultivation" after Ruan Qiushuang in "The Villain".

Yan Rulu standing next to him is a full two heads taller than three years ago, the baby fat on his face has disappeared, and he looks calmer, but if you look closely, you can find that there is still the innocence and enthusiasm of a teenager in his eyes. mild.

Qi Wuyou glanced at the two disciples, and said: "You two haven't gone out to practice for three years, and you have made a breakthrough as a teacher recently, so I just took the time to take a trip with you."

The last time Huatuxue and Yan Rulu left Xianzong was when they went down the mountain to look for Luo Yunzhang three years ago.

Turning up again, it was the experience with Luo Yunzhang four years ago.

A few years passed, things changed and people changed, and both of them were in a trance for a while.

Hua Tuanxue didn't like to be sad, especially after Luo Yunzhang's disappearance, Master's temperament changed, and Yan Rulu was as innocent as ever, so she consciously assumed the role of mediation, broke the silence, and asked: "Master, Where are we going on this trip?"

"Qingxi City." Qi Wuyou said, "It's hundreds of miles away from Xianzong, and it only takes one day to control the sword. You should prepare in these few days and leave in three days."

Hua Tuan Xue cupped her hands and said, "Yes, Master."

Yan Rulu came back to his senses, and quickly responded.

Three days later, Qi Wuyou went to Xiaotian Palace to bid farewell.

In the huge palace, the incense is wafting, only Fan Yizhen is alone, and there is no sign of Qiu Sanxian.

Qi Wuyou looked around for a week and asked, "Is the suzerain still out of customs?"

Fan Yizhen's eyes moved slightly, as if he had some taboo, he didn't answer, but asked instead: "I heard that you are going to Qingxi City?"

Qi Wuyou said: "Exactly."

Fan Yizhen's calm face showed a bit of exhaustion, and said: "Be careful, Xianzong can't afford to be damaged any longer."

Qi Wuyou smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Immortal Chief Fan, I will return safely, please also report to the Suzerain on my behalf."

Saying goodbye to Fan Yizhen.

When he clapped his palms, the wound left on his palm last night burst open, and a small stream of blood flowed out.

——The effect of "Yellow Liang One Dream" has lasted for three years.

As expected of a system creation, the dream world is too realistic, if he hadn't tried to injure himself at first, but the wound disappeared in a blink of an eye, he almost thought he was in the real world.

But since that time, in order to hide from Bao Yi's spiritual sense, he will not use the power of dreams to heal the wound, so as to avoid mistakes and omissions from being noticed by Bao Yi.

The wounds will be left behind, and for him, the boundary between dreams and reality is almost zero.

After a long time, he occasionally wondered whether the so-called "Yellow Liang Dream" was a figment of his imagination after being tortured too much.

In order to prevent himself from getting lost in the dream, he specially left a few landscape paintings with hidden language arrays in the storage belt and in the room of Hualin Xiaoyuan. There are words to remind himself hidden in the paintings.

In order to prevent them from forgetting that they are in a dream when they are forced to do something to Nan Gongli, Qiu Sanxian, Fan Yizhen or other people in the world of cultivating immortals, causing disaster.

He glanced at the wound on his palm, wiped away the blood with a finger, and the imperial fan flew away from Xiaotiangong.

In the original book, the original owner brought a total of three other disciples to Qingxi City.

But in fact, there is no need to bring so many, as long as he takes away important plot characters.

Qi Wuyou, Hua Tuanxue, and Yan Rulu met at Qionghua Island, and set off together, crossing the barrier of the Immortal Sect, to Qingxi City.

When Qi Wuyou left, Fan Yizhen's tiredness disappeared, and Qiu Sanxian stepped out of the inner hall.

He changed out of the luxurious brocade clothes he wore, and wore a long robe that is common in the Immortal Sect, and replaced the waistband with an ordinary saber.

With a phantom array covering his face, his aggressive face was covered, and one of the famous "Three Immortals" transformed into a mediocre monk that can be seen everywhere in the world of immortality.

Qiu Sanxian moved his shoulders unaccustomedly, swept his sleeves and hem in disgust, raised his hand to touch his face twice, and asked Fan Yizhen, "How is it? Can you recognize me?"

Fan Yizhen said: "It's far from it."

"Even if you can't recognize it, others can't see it."

Qiu Sanxian's disgust for this outfit immediately turned to satisfaction, and he was about to go out, but was pulled back by Fan Yizhen.

Qiu Sanxian was puzzled: "What?"

Fan Yizhen stood in front of him, helped him refold his collar, and said, "I'm not here, you have to be careful."

Qiu Sanxian met Fan Yizhen's undisguised gaze, and unconsciously glanced to the side to avoid it, and said, "I'm probably not here, so you should be careful? Remember, no matter how serious the injury in the phantom formation is, Fake, I don't have the energy to take care of such a big sect, you... come back alive."

Qiu Sanxian frowned, as if impatient.

Fan Yizhen smiled and said, "I wrote it down."

He seldom smiled, Qiu Sanxian stood still for a moment, then turned around abruptly: "Let's go."

Qi Wuyou led Hua Tuanxue and Yan Rulu to set off from Xianzong, Yujian for one day, and arrived at Qingxi Town early the next morning.

In order to let the ghost-faced young man know that he has arrived in Qingxi Town, he purposely chose an inn in the city to rest, and asked the local waiter about the incident.

Qi Wuyou received a "Li" level mission in Wanyi Pagoda.

The jade plaque said that outside Qingxi City, there appeared a white mist formation that resembled the surrounding Longyin Sect.

While serving tea for them, the waiter in the shop hurriedly said: "Our Qingxi City has always been very peaceful, who knew that such a thing would happen? At the beginning, the fog was floating in front of the entrance of the mine, and there was probably only one The restaurant is so big that it doesn’t disperse even when the sun comes out. Those who like to watch the excitement find it novel, so they go to the fog to watch it, but they never come out again. After two days, when they look again, the fog has become two The restaurant is so big!"

Hearing the word "mine", the tea in the teacup in Qi Wuyou's hand shook.

Is this coming?

The shop waiter continued: "Later, a few Sanxians passed by Qingxi City, saying that this is an evil formation, if it is not broken, Qingxi City will be swallowed up sooner or later, and they went there with knives and guns, who knows that they are all eating nothing Yes, the array didn't break, but became the fertilizer of Bai Wu!

"A few days ago, the white mist spread from the mine to the back city gate. Now people in the city have to go through the front gate if they want to get out of the city. People in a city look forward to the stars and the moon, so you three immortals are looking forward to it. Immortals will help us get rid of this white mist!"

Since there is a city of people waiting, it is not easy to take it easy, for a while, the three of them rested enough, Qi Wuyou took a sip of the tea in the cup, compared with the spiritual tea in the world of cultivating immortals, it was very rough, put it down Teacup, said: "I'll go to the rear city gate to have a look after I'm here."

When the waiter heard that they were about to go, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "The shopkeeper has reserved three upper rooms for the three immortals, and the kitchen is boiling hot water, so I will wait for the three of you to come back to wash the dust!"

The three master and apprentice went out, Qi Wuyou thought: Whether it's hot water or going to the room, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it.