After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Qi Wuyou left the realm of Xianzong and headed east all the way—for no reason, he always felt that the scenery in the east was familiar and suitable for leisurely living.

After crossing mountains and waterfalls, he passed through several gates, and finally he stopped in a bustling and happy town.

There are red cherry blossoms growing in front of and behind the houses in the town. When the wind blows, the pink petals will fall down, and the falling flowers will be colorful, hence the name Hongying Town.

Hongying Town is far away from Xianzong, and it will take more than a month for monks to control the sword.

The scenery here is good, the terrain is good, the roads of the four city gates can lead to the surrounding city walls, and casual cultivators often rest here, so the news can be circulated faster.

The only disadvantage is that the aura is not so abundant, and it cannot retain monks.

In the mountains outside the town, there are a few small sects that look like grass-roots groups, but the monks are generally not high-level, and they often go to the town to mix with ordinary people in the world.

Qi Wuyou has been in the world of cultivating immortals for many years, and he is usually either retreating or cultivating, or thinking about the plot and struggling to survive.

Finally escaped from the land of right and wrong, happy to be at leisure, seeing the peaceful and peaceful life in the town, he felt happy, so he simply bought a small courtyard with red tassel trees in Hongying Town, and lived there.

When people hold back for a long time, they tend to relax retaliatoryly.

It was rare for Qi Wuyou to spend the long night without meditating, but put all his energy into sleeping at home until the sky was dark and he didn't know the sun and the moon.

In the first few days, he would often be awakened by nightmares. Sometimes he dreamed that he was covered by a group of monks and hacked into a mess, and sometimes he saw a bloody figure in black standing by the bed and looking at him.

One night, he was woken up by a bang, sat up suddenly, and subconsciously touched his waist with one hand. After groping for nothing, he remembered that the flower bone fan was left by him in Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Then I heard the murmur of a drunk man outside. It must be that someone came home drunk and accidentally kicked the door.

Qi Wuyou raised his right hand to wipe off the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, looked at the beam above his head in the dark, slowly put his hand down, put his hands behind his back, leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief.

After staying in a daze for more than ten minutes, he got out of bed and opened the door and walked to the street.

It was late at night, and the streets of Hongying Town were still brightly lit. All the secular houses hung lanterns, monks flew by in the air, pedestrians and carriages drove through the streets, and hawkers who came out of the night stalls wrapped their food in oiled paper quickly. Pass it to a pedestrian, and return a few silver coins.

The sound of footsteps, the sound of rolling wheels, the sizzling sound from the oil pan... the sound is in my ears, full of smoke and fire.

A few petals fell on Qi Wuyou's head, he raised his hand to pick off the petals and put them in the palm of his hand, as if a lifetime had passed for a while.

For the first time, he really realized that Baoyi, Xiaoyao Xianzong, Forbidden Curse... were all far away from him, and he was really free now.

Qi Wuyou let go of his hand, let the petals be blown away by the night wind, and entered the courtyard to close the door.

After returning to the room, he continued to sleep steadily, slept until the sun was high, and woke up leisurely.

He woke up refreshed, dragged a wicker chair out of the house, and put it under the red tassel tree in the yard.

Next to the rattan chair, he put down the small table and put on the tea set that Qiu Sanxian gave him.

He warmed the tea with aura and smelled the wafting fragrance of the tea. He leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, took out from the storage bag the ancient painting collection that Yan Rulu gave him a few years ago, and leisurely read it.

There is no need to work, no need to worry about your own life, drinking tea and reading under the red tassel tree, the whole day is dazzling.

When the sky was filled with sunset, Qi Wuyou closed the ancient book, leaned on the rattan chair to look at the clouds, the glow was swallowed by black and blue, the moon was exposed, and slowly moved towards the bright sky, and then a ray of rays pierced the sky, the morning glow burst out, and the sun Rising and falling, and back and forth.

Qi Wuyou just lay down under the tree for a few days, and when he came back to his senses, he stretched comfortably, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously——

His greatest wish in this life is to one day be able to live a leisurely life with nothing to do, and watch the ants move for a few days.

Finally waited until this day, not to mention how comfortable it is.

——This is the retirement life he dreamed of.

It's a pity that he couldn't take care of him for too long, and after more than a month of lying flat, his stable life was broken by a group of monks who visited unexpectedly. -

It coincides with the annual cherry blossom viewing party in Hongying Town, and the cherry blossom viewing platform in the town is open.

That is the landmark building of Hongying Town, higher than the city wall, standing on the platform, you can look at the mountains and see the ten miles of Hongying in full view.

The Cherry Blossom Viewing Terrace is open for one month every year, and ordinary monks can climb up and look far away, and express their feelings by watching the scenery.

Qi Wuyou had been idle for many days, and recently he was struggling with skills, so he thought about painting a picture, so he went out specially to join in the fun.

He had just wandered around the cherry blossom viewing platform for half an hour, when more than a dozen monks of various colors passed by from high above the sky, at least several times more than usual.

Looking around at the cherry blossom viewing platform, there are many resident monks in the town on the platform. These monks have not yet established a foundation, and their clothes are very simple. Seeing the monks passing by, they are whispering to each other.

The more Qi Wuyou looked at it, the more strange it became. He has been two months younger since he left Xianzong.

When I came here, I deliberately avoided the immortal monks on the way, and I rested in the deep mountains and dense forests.

When he arrived in Hongying Town, he was obsessed with ancient books, calligraphy and painting all day long, and the number of times he left the small courtyard can be counted on one's fingers. He only knows that four years have passed since Luoxia Terrace was executed, and he has no idea what happened during that period——

Of course, he didn't really want to know.

Choosing to leave Xiaoyao Xianzong is to escape the turmoil of the world of cultivating immortals.

Lan Fangjun, who had entanglements with Baoyi and Xianmen Hundred Families, died, and now he is just an idle monk.

——The purpose of doing this is to hide from people, and he "runs away" to get rid of Lan Fangjun's identity. Naturally, he has to go as far as he wakes up.

He didn't know if someone would come looking for him, and it wouldn't hurt to take precautions and hide for a while to avoid the limelight.

Secondly, he didn't intend to take care of the affairs of the world of cultivating immortals, so he should inquire less, lest he hear any mistakes and omissions, and worry about it.

The entire world of cultivating immortals knows that there is only one Nangong Li who is still alive.

Four years is not a long time for a monk, and it is only a moment for him.

The shadow left by the death escape has not yet dissipated, he originally thought to take a long vacation for himself while avoiding the limelight, and rest for half a year before going to meet Nangong Li.

At that time, if there were any gaps and deficiencies, Nangong Li could fill them in.

Seeing the strange expressions of the monks in the town now, Qi Wuyou felt an ominous premonition—his vacation might end early.

After tidying up his clothes, he stepped forward and greeted the two monks who were whispering by the stage.

"Two friends, excuse me."

The two monks, one old and one young, were not of high cultivation, and their robes and magic weapons were rather crude.

When they heard the sound, they turned their heads and looked over, only to see a monk wearing a white robe with silver patterns standing three steps away.

This person looks ordinary, doesn't have much memory, and his cultivation level doesn't seem to be very high, but he has an excellent body shape, a warm and detached temperament, and a sense of brilliance all over his body. He is full of self-cultivation in his gestures, and he can tell some backgrounds at a glance.

Although Hongying Town is small, but because it extends in all directions, there is no lack of noble people between them.

Even so, when the two of them saw Qi Wuyou, their eyes still brightened.

The young monk was about fourteen or fifteen years old, just at the age of curiosity, staring at Qi Wuyou without stopping.

The older monk looked at the age of four or fifty, coughed to remind the young man beside him, and said politely: "What can I teach you, little friend?"

Qi Wuyou cupped his hands and said, "My surname is...Wu. I moved to Hongying Town a month ago. I've been troubled by things recently, so I haven't gone out much. I came here today to join in the excitement of the cherry blossom viewing party, but I saw many of my colleagues in a hurry. I want to ask fellow Taoists for advice, but what happened here?"

He has a gentle voice and a humble attitude, and he doesn't hold back when he talks, which is very easy to make people feel good.

The two monks looked a little wary at first, but seeing his demeanor, they couldn't help but relax.

The younger monk returned the salute decently, and said: "My surname is Yu, and I am a monk from Yongchengzong outside the city. This is Sect Master Chu of Yongchengzong, and also my ancestor. Today we are also here to enjoy the cherry blossoms." .”

Qi Wuyou went up and said: "It turns out to be Sect Master Chu, disrespect and disrespect."

The status of Yong Chengzong outside the city is not very high, and it should be rare for Sect Master Chu to be saluted in such a formal way. After being bowed by Qi Wuyou, he hurriedly returned the salute: "What kind of suzerain, it's just a small workshop, my suzerain is also in his place, There is no ability, little friend, you don't have to be polite."

The young man surnamed Yu frowned unhappily when he heard Sect Master Chu demean himself so much, and was fixed by Sect Master Chu's eyes, he turned his head angrily.

Qi Wuyou kept his reaction in his eyes, picked up what he could boast about, and talked politely with Sect Master Chu for a long time before turning back to the original topic.

Sect Master Chu said: "Little friend Wu doesn't know something. It's not that there's an incident in Hongying Town, but that there's a disturbance in Xiaoyao Xianzong."

What else could the Xiaoyao Xianzong cause?

Could it be that the enmity between Luo Yunzhang and the twelve sects of the Immortal Sect has not been sorted out yet?

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Although he made up his mind not to find out about the world of cultivating immortals, but he couldn't insist on ignoring the incident when it came to him.

He showed an eager look for knowledge, and said: "Senior Chu, can you elaborate?"

Sect Master Chu hesitated, Qi Wuyou pointed to the gazebo on the stage, and said: "Sect Master Chu and Yu Xiaoyou don't mind, how about going to the pavilion with senior to have a chat?"

Drinks and pastries are served in the gazebo on the stage, and you need to pay Lingshi in silver to enter.

As soon as the boy surnamed Yu saw the wine, tea, sugar and cakes in the gazebo, his eyes began to shine, but he was too embarrassed to show it, so he turned his head and peeked quietly from the corner of his eye.

Qi Wuyou took advantage of the situation to invite him again, but Sect Master Chu shied away, seeing the appearance of the young man surnamed Yu, he agreed with some embarrassment, and entered the gazebo with him to sit down.

Qi Wuyou and Sect Master Chu drank wine, and the boy surnamed Yu drank tea. The three of them toasted and drank together first, then put down the cups and chatted for a few words before getting to the point.

Sect Master Chu said: "I just chatted with Wu Xiaoyou and found that Wu Xiaoyou seems not very familiar with the major events in the world of cultivating immortals in recent years, but if we want to clear up this matter, we have to start from four years ago. I don't know if Wu Xiaoyou has heard of Xiaoyao Xianzong Mr. Lan Fang?"

Hearing the words "Lan Fangjun" suddenly, Qi Wuyou almost thought he was calling himself, quickly lost his mind for a moment, lowered his eyebrows and said: "I heard it a little bit. This matter has something to do with him?"

"Exactly."

On weekdays, monks from small sects or casual cultivators like to chat about celebrities in the world of cultivating immortals.

The boy surnamed Yu listened to the two talking for a while, and felt that Qi Wuyou had a good temper, and gradually became more courageous, eager to intervene in the conversation.

Hearing Sect Master Chu mention Lan Fangjun, he finally found an opportunity and said: "Among the monks of the Immortal Sect, there are only two monks I admire the most, one is Sect Master Chu, and the other is this Lord Lan Fang. Unfortunately, he Short life, died four years ago."

Sect Master Chu blushed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said to Qi Wuyou: "My child is talking nonsense, Xiaoyou Wu laughed."

Then he turned his head and said to the young man: "How can I be compared with Mr. Lan Fang? Don't talk nonsense in the future and make people laugh. Besides, didn't you say that you admire Luo Yunzhang the most?"

This pair of grandparents and grandchildren get along very easily, without so many rules. Compared with the relationship between master and succession, they are more like a pair of grandparents. I think the atmosphere in Yongchengzong has always been like this.

The young man said: "I've thought about it for the past few days, Luo Yunzhang is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he was taught by Mr. Lan Fang.

"Furthermore, if Mr. Lan Fang hadn't hugged that one four years ago, many people including Luo Yunzhang, Xiaoyao Xianzong, and Long Yinzong would have died long ago. It is naturally the most worthy of Lan Fangjun's ability to save so many people. respected."

Qi Wuyou: "?"

How did these people know about his dealings with Bao Zhou?

Wasn't he responsible for the murder of the Twelve Sects of the Immortal Sect and was besieged and killed?It should be given the title of devil, why now...

Also, if he had the reputation of being a devil, how could his body be placed in Qionghua Island?

Hongying Town is so far away from Xianzong, fourteen or fifteen year olds can talk about what happened four years ago, Qi Wuyou originally just wanted to ask what happened in the town, but now his appetite is real was hoisted up.

This matter can't be circumvented, thinking of him, the hairs on Qi Wuyou's body exploded like stress.

Forcibly restraining himself, he didn't reach out his hand to his chest, raised his eyelids slightly, and asked tentatively: "Young friend Yu said hug one, but that Master Mingxiu of Yunzhong City?"

Saying Baoyi's name, there is no pain in my heart.

Qi Wuyou was stunned for a while—it seems that the forbidden spell is really gone.

The young man said: "Uh... that's right, but the Yunzhong City is destroyed, so there is no fate to repair, isn't it just some bluffing fortune tellers?"

Qi Wuyou was surprised and said: "Cloud City is destroyed?"

As soon as the boy mentioned it, the picture of the collapsed town flickered in his mind, but once he thought about it carefully, the picture faded away like the moon in the water.

The boy was even more surprised than him: "You don't even know such a big thing?"

Qi Wuyou hurriedly came up with the reason for the panacea, and smiled wryly: "To be honest, I have been locked up for many years, and I have only been out of the closed door for a short time. I don't want the world to change, and I have to rely on Sect Master Chu and Yu Xiaoyou for more advice."

It's not counted as nonsense by him. After four years of death escape, he is indeed considered "death" closed.

The two monks of Yong Chengzong both showed "no wonder" expressions.

The young man asked almost sympathetically, "Then you've always heard of He Lanzhan's name, right?"

Qi Wuyou was amused by his expression, and said: "I heard that the devil who turned the world of cultivating immortals upside down more than 20 years ago."

"That's it. All the bad things are caused by him, and that's enough for you to know."

"This... how to say?"

The young man muttered for a long time, not knowing where to start, scratching his head and looking at Sect Master Chu for help.

Seeing that he was speechless, Sect Master Chu smiled and said: "It's easy to talk to Xiaoyou Wu, but Hongying Town is small and there are many monks, so many news are passed around, and there may be distortions, so Xiaoyou Wu has to judge by himself."

The conversation started from the extra monks in Hongying Town to Lan Fangjun, and now it jumped to Baoyi and the devil Helan.

Qi Wuyou knew that during the four years of his "retirement to death", the definition of cultivating immortals has experienced several ups and downs.

Things in the world of cultivating immortals are messy, once you ask, you may be involved again, and you will have to let down his red cherry courtyard and ancient books on fragrant tea.

But what should come will always come, Qi Wuyou hesitated for a long time, collected himself, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Chu, please tell me."

Sect Master Chu said: "How much does Xiaoyou Wu know about the demon leader He Lan being besieged and killed by hundreds of immortal families?"

The devil Helan has something to do with Bao Yi, and he has been inseparably related to Bao Yi since his downfall. If you want to come here, everything is in the same vein.

Qi Wuyou was not in a hurry to ask Mr. Lan Fang how he was, and followed Sect Master Chu and said, "But the demon leader He Lan couldn't ask for a divination, and angrily killed Tianming Lord Fugou, so he was hunted down by hundreds of immortal sects?"

"You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." The young man was showing off a bit.

Qi Wuyou looked suspicious.

Chu Zongzhu said: "Wu Xiaoyou, have you ever thought about it? Yunzhongcheng was neutral in the early years, and treated immortals and demons equally. It is not without precedent that demon cultivators went to Yunzhongcheng to seek divination. Why did the Destiny Lord at that time reject He Lan?"

Qi Wuyou: "Why?"

The young man hurriedly said: "That's because Fugou counted his own fate long before Helan was born, and knew that he would die in the hands of a magic cultivator who went to Yunzhong City to ask for divination more than 20 years later, so he said he will never die." He Lanzhan was killed in the end."

The young man snorted twice, "The calculation is so accurate, but I can't save myself. I don't think Mingxiu is anything special."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

There is such a paragraph?

Sect Master Chu said, "Don't talk about your ancestors."

The young man contended, "That's right!"

Qi Wuyou glanced at him, and asked suspiciously: "This...should be the secret of Yunzhong City, how did Yu Xiaoyou know?"

The boy let out a "ha".

Sect Master Chu also said with a smile: "In the world of cultivating immortals, there are only a few who don't know like Wu Xiaoyou. This was what Xi He said in front of hundreds of immortal sects in Yunzhong City four years ago."

Qi Wuyou felt uneasy, so he asked one more question: "Fellow Daoist just said that Yunzhong City has been destroyed, so how is Xihe now?"

"He's dead," said the young man, "he was in trouble with Bao, and was finally killed by the backlash of the forbidden curse. Hey, there's nothing to say about his death."

Qi Wuyou's eyes changed several times, and he managed to maintain a calm look.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be surprised by Xi He's death or by the forbidden curse.

"..."

What happened in the past four years?Qi Wuyou caught the disdain for Xi He in the young man's words, and asked Sect Master Chu: "I don't know what Yu Xiaoyou just said about 'collaborating with others'?"

Sect Master Chu pondered: "This is Xihe's own confession. If I want to tell it, I'm afraid it will take some time."

Qi Wuyou had plenty of time to spare, and immediately said: "I would like to hear the details."

Sect Master Chu saw that he really wanted to hear, thought for a while, and asked: "Since Wu Xiaoyou knows the devil Helan, how can he know that Fugou left two tips before he killed him?"

"Never." Qi Wuyou couldn't help asking: "Is this also what Xi He said?"

Sect Master Chu nodded and said: "Wu Xiaoyou, listen to me——

"When Fugou was killed by the devil, Xihe was only [-] years old, and he was still a baby in the cultivation of Yunzhongcheng. It stands to reason that he, an inexperienced young man, should not be allowed to lead Yunzhongcheng, but he Being able to use four-star Jue, and being Fugou's direct disciple, he was the highest in terms of seniority, so upon Fugou's death, he was promoted to the position of Heaven's Mandate King.

"During his lifetime, Fugou loved him the most and gave him everything he had. One month before his death, he was still worried, so he left two bags for him to open when he died and when the waves calmed down. Fugou was killed by the demon leader Helan, and Xihe succeeded Tianmingjun, so he opened the first bag."

Sect Master Chu thought about it for a while, and said with shame: "I can't remember the original words. The general idea is to tell Xihe not to avenge himself after he succeeds Tianmingjun, but to cultivate disciples with peace of mind. It's a pity..."

Yun Zhongcheng took the lead in chasing and killing the demon leader He Lan, which is well known in the world of immortality.

Needless to say, Qi Wuyou also knew that Fugou's first tip was for nothing.

Sect Master Chu said in a tone of mourning for his misfortune: "Tianmingjun has always been sought after by both immortals and demons. The demon leader Helan caused chaos in Yunzhong City, and the immortal sect was furious. Xi He originally wanted to avenge his master, but there were hundreds of families fighting against each other." Following him, he forgot about Fugou's hexagrams as soon as his mind became hot.

"Wu Xiaoyou should have also heard that the demon leader He Lan was born from Junke Island. He has advanced demon skills at a young age. There are few opponents in the world of immortality. Hundreds of immortals have chased him for several years, but he has consumed a lot. Immortal sect gave birth to the idea of ​​retreating."

Qi Wuyou nodded and said, "It's human nature."

The death of Tianmingjun in Yunzhong City is the other family's business.

When chasing and killing the devil, all the monks of his own sect died, and a day or two was fine. Who can afford such a waste of a year or two?

"That's right," Sect Master Chu agreed very much, "but Xi He doesn't think so. More and more fairy sects are retreating. Seeing that the hundreds of immortal sects are going to be tricked by a demon cultivator, he is worried After losing face, he made a big mistake—"

"Secret?"

"Wu Xiaoyou knows?"

"……hearsay."

"My little friend heard it right. Xi He just fabricated a book of secret methods, but he didn't make it public with great fanfare, but he made side-stepping attacks on the monks of the Xianmen. That devil's cultivation level is too high, and one person can almost compete with the monks at that time." When the three immortals confronted each other, the word of the secret technique immediately swept the entire world of cultivating immortals.

"At that time, it was rumored in private that those who obtained the secret technique could ascend to the sky. Just imagine which monk would not want to become an immortal? I'm not afraid of brother Wu's jokes. If I heard that there is such a ladder to ascend to heaven, I'm afraid I would break my head and climb up."

Qi Wuyou nodded in agreement.

Sect Master Chu said again: "With the help of this secret method, hundreds of immortal sects revived, and the 'Three Immortals' joined forces with Ruan Qiushuang to seriously injure the devil. It has been rumored that Luo Jiujiang killed the devil, but in fact Otherwise, in fact, the devil died in the hands of Hu Yi.

"The devil is dead, and the secret method has not been seen, but Xi He never personally said that the secret method exists, and all the immortal families have to suffer from this secret loss, so they can only sell Yunzhong City's face and return in disappointment."

After talking for so long, when Baoyi was finally mentioned, Qi Wuyou couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Then it's related to the second kit left by Fugou."

Sect Master Chu was a little dry-mouthed, he loved to go through all the affairs of the Immortal Sect, and it was rare to meet such a good listener as Qi Wuyou, and he didn't pretend to be close, so he took a sip of his wine and continued.

"It was said that Baoyi was going to worship in Yunzhong City back then. Fugou made a divination for him, and his color changed on the spot. Not only did he not be accepted, but he was also strictly ordered never to set foot in the territory of Yunzhong City." Afterwards, Xi When asked about this by He, at first Fugou only said that Baoyi's talent was not good and that he should not practice this way, but Xi He was not so easy to fool, and after several times of questioning, Fugou told him that Baoyi's fate is fierce and cannot be controlled in this life Xingjue, otherwise there will be a bloodbath. "

Qi Wuyou saw with his own eyes that Baoyi used Xingjue to make calculations, and it was obvious—"Xihe didn't obey Fugou's instructions?"

Sect Master Chu also sighed helplessly when he said this: "The devil has been eliminated, and the world of cultivating immortals has been established. Xihe opened the second kit, and Fugou told him not to let Baoyi go to Yunzhong City. Xingjue, you must never contact him. If necessary, you can kill him to avoid future troubles.

"But at that time, Baoyi didn't know where he learned the ability of divination, and he was able to use Qixing Jue, which was even worse than Fugou. Even the devil was killed by him. No matter who looked at it, he was better than Xihe." It is suitable for the Lord of Destiny."

At this point, Qi Wuyou had a rough idea of ​​what happened back then, and tried to speculate: "Yunzhong City was slaughtered by the demon cultivator, and it was at a time when there was a shortage of people, Xi He was reluctant to reject a fate cultivator who could use Qixingjue Outside the door, besides, he was also worried that if he didn't accept Bao Yi, he might get a reputation of being petty and intolerant, so he went against Fu Gou's intention and took Bao Yi back to Yunzhong City?"

When he met Xi He at Lumingjian a few years ago, why didn't he see that Xi He was still a stubborn old man?

"As Xiaoyou said," Sect Master Chu said, "Xi He originally wanted to give up the position of Lord of Destiny to Bao Yi, but Bao Yi refused to accept it, so he only took the title of elder.

"Yunzhong City has to help each other and recruit disciples. It is booming, and it was even at the top of the sky for a time. However, things will reverse when they are extreme, and prosperity will decline. Even if you can see the secrets of the mission, you can't escape this truth."